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COPYWGHT,  1887,  BY  BiGUiW  4  MAW, 


FROM   THE  LIBRARY  OF 
REV.   LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON,   D.  D. 

BEQUEATHED    BY   HIM   TO 

THE   LIBRARY  OF 

PRINCETON  THEOLOGICAL  SEMINARY 


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'Hymns   p©r  U2issi0Ns 


With  ^unes. 


(WORDS    ONLY.) 


SET    FORTH    UNDER    THE    AUTHORITY 


Parochial  Missions  Society  of  the  United  States. 


BIGL9W  &  MAIN, 


PUBLISHERS, 
CHICAGO  HOUSE:  76  EAST  NINTH  STREET, 

81   RANDOLPH  ST.  NEW  YORK, 


Copyright,  1887,  by  Biglow  &  Main. 


PREFACE, 


IT  is  scarcely  necessary  to  say  that  in  sending  forth  this  collection  of 
Mission  Hymns,  the  Parochial  Missions  Society  only  attempts  tempo- 
rarily to  supply  in  part  what  many  feel  to  be  a  great  and  immediate  want. 

To  give  our  Church  a  permanent  Mission  Hymn  Book  is  not  our  province, 
even  if  it  were  within  our  power. 

Experience  has  abundantly  proved,  that  for  at  least  some  departments  of 
aggresssive  missionary  effort,  the  hymns  of  our  Hymnal  are  not  sufficient. 
Those  who  confine  themselves  to  their  use,  labor  at  serious  disadvantage,  at 
least  in  their  effort  to  reach  certain  classes. 

It  is  hoped  that  most  of  the  hymns  and  tunes  here  printed,  if  they  some- 
times seem  to  fall  below  the  classic  standards  of  the  Church's  Hymnology, 
will  yet  be  found  when  more  widely  used,  as  they  certainly  have  proved  in 
the  somewhat  restricted  experience  of  the  compilers,  means  by  which  to 
reach  and  teach  some  who,  in  our  great  communities  or  scattered  hamlets, 
4o  not  often  hear  the  voice  of  the  Great  Shepherd. 

W.   S.   RAIXSFORD, 

G.   R.   VAN  DE  WATER, 

J.   TV.   SHACKELFORD, 

Committee. 


HYMNS  FOR  MISSIONS. 


UPLIFT  the  Banner  !  Let  it  float 
Skyward  and  seaward,  high  and 
wide : 
The  sun  shall  light  its  shining  folds, 
TheCross  on  which  theSaviour  died. 

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Uplift  the  Banner !  Angels  bend 
In  anxious  silence  o'er  the  sign, 

And  vainly  seek  to  comprehend 
The  wonder  of  the  Love  Divine  ! 


Uplift  the  Banner  !  Heathen  lands 
Shall  see  from  far  the  glorious  sight, 

And  nations,  gathering  at  the  call, 
Their  spirits  kindle  in  its  light. 


Uplift  the  Banner  !  Let  it  float  [wide  ; 

Skyward  and  seaward,  high  and 
[Our  glory  only  in  the  Cross, 
1    Our  only  hope  the  Crucified  ! 


Uplift  the  Banner  !  Wide  and  high, 
Seaward  and  skyward  let  it  shine  ; 

Nor  skill,  nor  might,  nor  merit  ours, 
We  conquer  only  in  that  sign. 


ALL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  Name, 
Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  Him*  Lord  of  all. 


Crown  Him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  call ; 
Of  Jesse's  stem  extol  the  rod, 

And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 


Ye  seed  of  Israel's  chosen  race, 

Ye  ransomed  of  the  fall, 
Hail  Him,  who  saves  you  by  His  grace, 

And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 


Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 
The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 

Go  spread  your  trophies  at  His  feet, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 


Let  every  tribe  and  every  tongue 
Before  Him  prostrate  fall, 

And  shout  in  universal  song 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 


HYMNS   FOR   Ml SSI 0X8. 


0  thai  "with  yonder  sacred  throng 
We  at  His  feet  might  fall, 

•Join  in  the  everlasting  song 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 


MY  faith  looks  up  to  Thee 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary, 
Saviour  divine  ! 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray : 
Take  all  my  guilt  away; 
O  let  me  from  this  day 
Be  wholly  Thine. 


May  Thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart, 

My  zeal  inspire  ; 
A.s  Thou  hast  died  for  me, 
0  may  my  love  to  Thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be, 

A  living  fire. 

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While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  Guide  ; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day  ; 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  Thee  aside. 


When  ends  life's  transient  dream, 
When  death's  cold  sullen  stream, 

Shall  o'er  me  roll, 
Blest  Saviour,  then  in  love, 
Fear  and  distrust  remove  ; 
0  hear  me  sate  above, 

A  ransomed  soul.    Awes. 


JESUS,  Lover  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  Thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high  ; 
Hide  me,  oh,  my  Saviour,  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 
Oh,  receive  my  soul  at  last. 


Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  Thee, 
Leave,  ah,  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me. 
All  my  trust  on  Thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  Thee  I  bring  ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  Thy  wing  ! 


Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all  I  want  ; 

More  than  all  in  Thee  I  find  ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick  and  lead  the  blind  ; 
Just  and  holy  is  Thy  name, 

I  am  all  unrighteousness  ; 
Vile,  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

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Plenteous  grace  with  Thee  is  found- 
Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin  ; 

Let  the  healing  streams  abound  ; 
Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 

Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 
Freely  let  me  take  of  Thee  ; 

Spring  Thou  up  within  my  heart, 
Rise  to  all  eternity.    Amen. 


COME  ev'ry  soul  by  sin  oppress'd, 
There's  mercy  with  the  Lord  ; 
And  He  will  surely  give  you  rest, 
By  trusting  in  His" word. 


irYMXS    FOR  MISSIONS. 


CHORUS : 
Only  trust  Him  !  Only  trust  Him  ! 

Only  trust  Him  now. 
He  will  save  you,  He  will  save  you, 

He  will  save  you  now. 


For  Jesus  shed  His  precious  blood 
Rich  blessings  to  bestow  : 

Plunge  now  into  the  crimson  flood 
That  washes  white  as  snow. 


Yes,  Jesus  is  the  truth,  the  way 
That  leads  you  into  rest ; 

Believe  in  Him  without  delay, 
And  you  are  fully  blest. 


Come  then,  and  join  this  holy  band, 

And  on  to  glory  go, 
To  dwell  in  that  celestial  land 

Where  joys  immortal  flow. 


j  There  lies  beneath  its  shadow, 

But  on  the  further  side, 
•  The  darkness  of  an  awful  grave 
That  gapes  both  deep  and  wide, 
And  there  between  us  stands  the  cross, 

Two  arms  out-stretched  to  save, 
Like  a  watchman  set  to  guard  the  way 
From  that  eternal  grave. 


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BENEATH  the  Cross  of  Jesus, 
I  fain  would  take  my  stand, 
The  shadow  of  a  mighty  Rock, 

Within  a  weary  land. 
A  home  within  the  wilderness, 

A  rest  upon  the  way,  [heat, 

From  the  burning  of  the  noontide 
And  the  burden  of  the  day. 


O  safe  and  happy  shelter, 

O  refuge  tried  and  sweet, 
O  try  sting- place  where  Heaven's  love 

And  Heaven's  justice  meet  ! 
As  to  the  holy  Patriarch 

That  wondrous  dream  was  giv'n, 
So  seems  my  Saviour's  cross  to  me, 

A  ladder  up  to  heav'n. 


|  Upon  that  Cross  of  Jesus, 

Mine  eye  at  times  can  see, 
The  very  dying  form  of  One, 

Who  suffered  there  for  me; 
\  And  from  my  smitten  heart  with  tears. 

Two  wonders  I  confess— 
I  The  wonders  of  His  glorious  love, 

And  my  own  worthlessness. 


I  take,  O  Cross,  thy  shadow, 

For  my  abiding  place  ; 
I  ask  no  other  sunshine 

Than  the  sunshine  of  His  face! 
Content  to  let  the  world  go  by, 

To  know  no  gain  nor  loss, — 
My  sinful  self,  my  only  shame, 

My  glory,  all  the  Cross. 


THE  sands  of  time  are  sinking, 
The  dawn  of  Heaven  breaks, 
The  summer  morn  I've  sighed  for, 

The  fair  sweet  morn  awakes  ; 
Dark,  dark  hath  been  the  midnight^ 

But  day-spring  is  at  hand, 
And  glory,  glory  dwelleth 
In  Immanuel's  land. 


O  Christ,  He  is  the  Fountain, 
The  deep  sweet  well  of  love  ! 

The  streams  on  earth  I've  tasted, 
More  deep  I'll  drink  above  ; 


HYMNS   FOR  MISSIONS. 


There  to  an  ocean  fullness, 
His  mercy  doth  expand, 

And  .dory,  glory  dwelleth 
In  irnrnanuel's  laud. 

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Oh,  I  am  my  Beloved's  ; 

And  my  Beloved's  mine  : 
He  brings  a  poor  vile  sinner 

Into  His  "  house  of  wine." 
I  stand  upon  His  merit  ; 

I  know  no  safer  stand  ; 
Not  e'en  where  glory  dwelleth, 

In  Irnrnanuel's  land. 


With  mercy  and  with  judgment 

My  web  of  time  He  wove  ; 
And  aye  the  dews  of  sorrow 

Were  lustred  with  His  love  ; 
I'll  bless  the  Hand  that  guided, 

I'll  bless  the  Heart  that  planned, 
When  throued  where  glory  dwelleth 

In  Irnrnanuel's  land. 

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The  bride  eyes  not  her  garment, 

But  her  dear  bridegroom's  face  ; 
I  will  not  gaze  at  glory, 

But  on  my  King  of  grace. 
Not  at  the  crown  He  giveth 

Bat  on  His  pierced  hand: 
The  Lamb  is  all  the  glory 

Of  Irnrnanuel's  land.    Amen. 


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LOVE  of  Jesus  all  divine, 
Fill  this  longing  heart  of  mine 
Ceasless  struggling  after  life, 
Weary  with  the  endless  strife. 
Saviour,  Jesus,  lend  Thine  aid, 
Lift  Thou  up  my  fainting  head, 
Lead  me  to  my  long-sought  rest, 
Pillow'd  on  Thy  loving  breast. 


Thou  alone  my  trust  shall  be, 
Thou  alone  canst  comfort  me  ; 
Only,  Jesus,  let  Thy  grace 
Be  my  shield  and  hiding-place; 
Let  me  know  Thy  saving  power 
In  temptation's  fiercest  hour : 
Then,  my  Saviour,  at  Thy  side 
Let  me  evermore  abide. 


Thou  hast  wrought  this  fond  desire. 
Kindled  here  this  sacred  fire, 
Weaned  my  heart  from  all  below, 
Thee,  and  Thee  alone  to  know. 
Thou,  who  hast  inspired  the  cry, 
Thou  alone  canst  satisfy  : 
Love  of  Jesus,  all  divine, 
Fill  this  longing  heart  of  mine. 


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JESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 
All  to  leave  and  follow  Thee ; 
Destitute,  despis'd,  forsaken, 

Thou  from  hence  my  all  shalt  be. 
Perish  ev'ry  fond  ambition, 

All  I've  sought,  or  hoped,or  known, 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition, 
God  and  heav'n  are  still  my  own. 


Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me, 

'Twilf  but  drive  me  to  Thy  breast 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me 

Heav'n  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 
O  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 

While  Thy  love  is  left  to  me  ; 
O  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 

Were  that  joy  unmix'd  with  Thee. 


Take,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation  ; 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear  and  care  ; 
Joy  to  find  in  every  station 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear ; 


HYMNS  FOR  MISSIONS. 


Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee  ; 

What  a  Father's  smile  is  thine  ; 
What  a  Saviour  died  to  win  thee  ; 

Child  of  heaven,  shouldst  thou  re- 
pine ? 

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Haste  then  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Arm'd  by  faith,  and  wing'd  by 
pray'r  ; 
Heaven's  eternal  day's  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee 
there, 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 

Swift  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days  ; 
Hope  soon  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 


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TOSS'D  with  rough  winds,  and  faint 
with  fear,  1 

Above  the  tempest,  soft  and  clear, 
What  still  small  accents  greet  mine 
ear  ? 
'Tis  I ;  be  not  afraid. 


'Tis  I,  who  wash'd  thy  spirit  white  ; 
'Tis  1  who  gave  thy  blind  eyes  sight ; 
'Tis  I,  thy  Lord,  thy  life,  thy  light ! 
'Tis  1 ;  be  not  afraid. 


These  raging  winds,  this  surging  sea, 
Have  spent  their  deadly  force  on  Me  ; 
They  bear  no  breath  of  wrath  to  thee  ; 
'Tis  I  ;  be  not  afraid. 


This  bitter  cup,  I  drink  it  first ; 
To  thee  it  is  no  draught  accurst ; 
The  hand  that  gives  it  thee  is  pierced  ; 
'Tis  I :  be  not  afraid. 


Mine  eyes  are  watching  by  thy  bed, 
Mine  arms  are  underneath  thy  head, 
My  blessing  is  around  thee  shed  ; 
'Tis  I ;  be  not  afraid. 

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When  on  the  other  side  thy  feet  4 

Shall  rest,  'mid  thousand  welcome 

sweet,  [?,i<-<i>; 

One  well-known  voice  thy  hearu'shall 

'Tis  I ;  be  not  afraid.       Ai^en. 

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OHOLY  Saviour,  iri^n"!  unseen, 
The  faint,  the  weaL,  on  Thee  may 
lean, 
Help  me  thro'out  life's  varying  scene, 
By  faith  to  cling  to  Thee. 


Blest  with  communion  so  divine, 
Take  what  Thou  wilt,  shall  I  repine, 
When,  as  the  branches  to  the  vine, 
My  soul  may  cling  to  Thee  f 


What  though  the  world  deceitful 

prove, 
And  earthly  friends  and  joys  remove, 
With  patient,  uncomplaining  love, 
Still  would  I  cling  to  Thee. 


Oft  when  I  seem  to  tread  alone, 
Some  barren  waste  with  thorns  o'er 

grown, 
A  voice  of  love  in  gentle  tone 
Whispers,  "  Still  cling  to  Me." 

5 

Though  faith  and  hope  awhile  be 

"tried, 
We  ask  not,  need  not  aught  beside. 
So  safe,  so  calm,  so  satisfied, 
The  souls  that  cling  to  Thee. 


HYMNS   FOR  MISSIONS. 


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They  fear  not  life's  rough  storms  to 

brave, 
Since  Thou  art  near  and  strong  to  save, 
Nor  shudder  e'en  at  death's  dark 
wave 
Because  they  cling  to  Thee.   Amen. 


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OLOVE  divine,  how  sweet  Thou  art, 
When  shall  I  find  my  willing 
heart 
All  taken  up  with  Thee  ? 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  to  prove 
The  greatness  of  redeeming  love, 
The  love  of  Christ  to  me. 


Stronger  His  love  than  death  and  hell, 
Its  riches  are  unsearchable  ; 

The  first  born  sons  of  light 
Desire  in  vain  its  depths  to  see  ; 
They  cannot  reach  the  mystery, 

The  length, and  breadth,  and  height. 


God  only  knows  the  love  of  God  ; 
O  that  it  now  were  shed  abroad 

In  this  poor,  stony  heart ; 
For  love  I  sigh,  for  love  I  pine  ; 
This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine, 

Be  mine  this  better  part. 


O  that  I  could  forever  sit, 
With  Mary,  at  the  Master's  feet, 

Be  this  my  happy  choice  : 
My  only  care,  delight,  and  bliss, 
My  joy,  my  heaven  on  earth  be  this, 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice. 
Amen. 


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TEN  thousand  times  ten  thousand 
In  sparkling  raiment  bright, 
The  armies  of  the  ransomed  saints 

Throng  up  the  steeps  of  light ; 
'Tis  finished  !  all  is  finished, 

Their  fight  with  death  and  sin  ; 
Fling  open  wide  the  golden  gates, 
And  let  the  victors  in. 


What  rush  of  Alleluias 

Fills  all  the  earth  and  sky  ! 
What  ringing  of  a  thousand  harps 

Bespeaks  the  triumph  nigh  ! 
0  day,  for  which  creation 

And  all  its  tribes  were  made  ! 
O  joy,  for  all  its  former  woes 

A  thousand  fold  repaid. 


Oh,  then  what  raptured  greetings 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore  ; 
What  knitting;  severed  friendships  up, 

Where  partings  are  no  more  ! 
Then  eyes  with  joy  shall  sparkle 

That 'brimmed  with  tears  of  late  ; 
Orphans  no  longer  fatherless, 

Nor  widows  desolate. 


Bring  near  Thy  great  salvation, 

Thou  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Fill  up  the  roll  of  Thine  elect, 

Then  take  Thy  power  and  reign  ; 
Appear,  Desire  of  nations, 

Thine  exiles  long  for  home  ;  [sig 
Show  in  the  heavens  Thy  promise 

Thou  Prince  and  Saviour,  come  ! 

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HEAD  of  the  church  triumphant, 
We  joyfully  adore  Thee  ; 
Till  Thou  appear,  Thy  members  here 
Shall  sing  like  those  in  glory ; 


IIYMXS  FOR  MISSIONS. 


We  lift  our  hearts  and  voices, 
With  bless'd  anticipation, 
And  cry  aloud,  and  give  to  God 
The  praise  of  our  salvation. 

2 

While  in  affliction's  furnace, 

And  passing  through  the  fire, 
Thy  love  we  praise,  in  grateful  lays, 

Which  ever  brings  us  nigher. 

We  clap  our  hands,  exulting 

In  Thine  almighty  favor ; 
The  love  divine,  that  made  us  Thine, 

Shall  keep  us  Thine  forever. 

3 

Thou  dost  conduct  Thy  people 
Through  torrents  of  temptation 

Nor  will  we  fear,  while  Thou  art  near 
The  fire  of  tribulation  ; 
The  world,  with  sin  and  Satan, 
In  vain  our  march  opposes  ; 

By  Thee  we  shall  break  through  them 
And  sing  the  song  of  Moses.       [all, 


By  faith  ^  e  see  the  glory 

To  which  Thou  shalt  restore  us  ; 

The  world  despise  for  that  high  prize 
Which  Thou  hast  set  before  us ; 
And  if  Thou  count  us  worthy, 
We  each,  with  dying  Stephen, 

Shall  see  Thee  stand  at  God's  right 

To  call  us  up  to  heaven.         [hand, 

Amen. 

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COME,  sinners,  to  the  Gospel  feast ; 
Let  every  soul  be  Jesus'  guest ; 
Ye  need  not  one  be  left  behind, 
For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 


Sent  by  my  Lord,  on  you  I  call : 
The  invitation  is  to  all ; 
Come,  all  the  world,come,sinner,thou. 
All  things  in  Christ  are  ready  now. 


See  Him  set  forth  before  your  eyes, 
That  precious  bleeding  sacrifice  ! 
His  offered  benefits  embiace, 
And  freely  now  be  saved  by  grace  ! 


This  is  the  time,  no  more  delay, 
This  is  the  acceptable  day  ; 
Come  in  this  moment  at  His  call, 
And  live  for  Him  who  died  for  all. 

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GO,  labor  on;  spend,  and  be  spent,- 
Thy  joy  to  do  the  Father's  will 
It  is  the  way  the  Master  went ; 
Should  not  the  servant  tread  it  still  ? 


Go,  labor  on  ;  'tis  not  for  nought ; 

Thy  earthly  loss  is  heavenly  gain  : 
Men  heed  thee,  love  thee,  praise  thee 
not; 

The  Master  praises ; — what  are  men  ? 


Go,  labor  on  while  it  is  day, 
The  world's  dark  night  is  hastening: 
on  ; 
Speed,    speed   thy   work,   cast  sloth 
away ; 
It  is  not  thus  that  souls  are  won. 


Toil  on,   faint  not,  keep  watch  and 
pray  ; 

Be  wise  the  erring  soul  to  win ; 
Go  forth  into  the  world's  highway, 

Compel  the  wand'rer  to  come  in. 


Toil  on,  and  in  thy  toil  rejoice  ; 

For  toil  comes  rest,  for  exile  home  ; 
Soon  shalt  thou  hear  the  Bridegroom's 
voice, 

The  midnight  cr?.  Behold  I  come. 


HYMXS  FOB  MISSIONS 


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IN  the  hour  of  trial, 
Jesus  plead  for  me  ; 
Lest  by  base  denial, 

I  depart  from  Thee. 
When  Thou  see'st  me  waver, 

With  a  look  recall, 
Nor  for  fear  or  favor 
Suffer  me  to  fall. 


With  forbidden  pleasures 

"Would  this  vain  world  charm  < 
Or  its  sordid  treasures 

Spread  to  work  me  harm. 
Bring  to  my  remembrance 

Sad  Gcthsemane, 
Or  in  darker  semblance 

Cross-crown'd  Calvary. 


Should  Thy  mercy  send  me 

Sorrow,  toil  and  woe  ; 
Or  should  pain  attend  me 

On  my  path  below ; 
Grant  that  I  may  never 

Fail  Thy  hand"  to  see  ; 
Grant  that  I  may  ever 

Cast  my  care  on  Thee. 


When  my  last  hour  cometh, 

Fraught  with  strife  and  pain, 
When  my  dust  returneth 

To  the  dust  again  ; 
On  Thy  truth  relying, 

Through  that  mortal  strife, 
Jesus,  take  me,  dying, 

To  eternal  life.  Ames. 

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THE  Son  of  God  goes  forth  to  war, 
A  kingly  crown  to  gain  ; 
His  blood-red  banner  streams  afar  ; 
Who  follows  in  His  train  ? 


"Who  best  can  drink  his  cup  of  woe, 

Triumphant  over  pain  ; 
"Who  patient  bears  his  cross  below. 

He  follows  in  His  train  ? 

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The  martyr  first,  whose  eagle  eye 

Could  pierce  beyond  the  grave, 
Who  saw  his  Master  in  the  sky, 

And  call'd  on  Him  to  save ; 
Like  Him,  with  pardon  on  his  tongue, 

In  midst  of  mortal  pain, 
He  pray'd  for  them  tnat  did  the  wrong, 

Who  follows  in  his  train  ? 

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A  glorious  band,  the  chosen  few, 

On  whom  the  Spirit  came;     [knew, 
Twelve  valiant  saints,  their  hope  they 

And  mock'd  the  cross  and  flame ; 
They  met  the  tyrant's  brandish'd  steel 

The  lion's  gory  mane  ;  [feel, 

They  bow'd  their  necks  the  death  to 

Who  follows  in  their  train  ? 


A  noble  army,  men  and  boys, 

The  matron  and  the  maid, 
Around  the  Saviour's  throne  rejoice, 

In  robes  of  light  array'd  ;     [heaven 
They    climb'd  the     6teep   ascent  of 

Through  peril,  toil  and  pain  ; 
O  God,  to  us  may  grace  be  given 

To  follow  in  their  train.         Amen. 

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WHEN  the  weary,  seeking  rest, 
To  Thy  goodness  flee  ; 
When  the  heavy-laden  cast 

All  their  load  on  Thee  ; 
When  the  troubled,  seeking  peace, 

On  Thy  Name  shall  call  ; 
When  the  sinner,  seeking  life, 
At  Thy  feet  shall  fall : 


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Hear,  then,  iu  love, 

0  Lord,  the  cry, 
Iu    heav'n,  Thy    dwelling-place 
high. 


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•When  the  worldling,  sick  at  heart, 
■    Lifts  his  soul  above  ; 
When  the  prodigal  looks  back 

To  his  father's  love  ; 
When  the  proud  man  from  his  pride 

Stoops  to  seek  Thy  face  ; 
When  the  burdened  brings  his  guilt 

To  Thy  throne  of  grace  : 
Hear,  then,  in  love, 

O  Lord,  the  cry, 
In   heav'n,    Thy    dwelling-place    on 
high. 


When  the  stranger  asks  a  home, 

All  his  toils  to  end  ; 
When  the  hungry  craveth  food, 

And  the  poor  a  friend  ; 
When  the  sailor  on  the  wave 

Bows  the  fervent  knee  ; 
When  the  soldier  on  the  field 

Lifts  his  heart  to  Thee  : 
Hear,  then,  in  love,  O  Lord,  the  cry, 
In   heav'n,    Thy    dwelling-place   on 
high. 


"When  the  child,  with  grave  fresh  lip, 

Youth,  or  maiden  fair  ; 
When  the  aged,  weak  and  gray, 

Seek  Thy  face  in  prayer  ; 
When  the  widow  weeps  to  Thee, 

Sad  and  lone  and  low  ; 
When  the  orphan  brings  to  Thee 

All  his  orphan  woe  : 
Hear,  then,  in  love,  0  Lord,  the  cry, 
In  heav'n,    Thy   dwelling-place   on 
high.  Amen. 


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FAR  from  my  heav'nly  home, 
Far  from  my  Father's  breast, 
Fainting  I  cry, 

Blest  Spirit,  come, 
And  speed  me  to  my  rest. 


Upon  the  willows  long 

My  harp  has  silent  hung ; 
How  should  I  sing  a  cheerful  song, 

Till  Thou  inspire  my  tongue  ? 

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My  spirit  homeward  turns, 
And  fain  would  thither  flee  : 

My  heart,  O  Zion,  droops  and  yearns, 
When  I  remember  Thee. 


To  Thee,  to  Thee  I  press, 
A  dark  and  toilsome  road  : 

When  shall  I  pass  the  wilderness, 
And  reach  the  saints'  abode  ? 


God  of  my  life,  be  near  : 
On  Thee  my  hope  I  cast  : 

O  guide  me  through  the  desert  here, 
And  bring  me  home  at  last. 


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DESCUE  the  perishing, 

-">    Care  for  the  dying,  [grave  ; 

Snatch  them  in  pity  from  sin  and  the 

Weep  o'er  the  erring  one, 

Lift  up  the  fallen, 
Tell  them  of  Jesus  the  mighty  to  save. 

Chorus— Rescue  the  perishing,  care 

for  the  dying; 
Jesus  is  merciful,  Jesus  will  save 


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Tho'  they  are  slighting  Him, 

Still  He  is  waiting, 
"Waiting the  penitent  child  to  receive. 

Plead  with  them  earnestly, 

Plead  with  them  gently  ; 
He  will  forgive  if  they  only  believe. 

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Down  in  the  human  heart, 
Crushed  by  the  tempter,  [store. 

Feelings  lie  buried  that  grace  can  re- 
Touched  by  a  loving  heart, 
"Wakened  by  kindness,   [once  more. 

Chords  that  were  broken  will  vibrate 


Rescue  the  perishing, 

Duty  demands  it ;  [provide, 

Strength  for  thy  labor  the  Lord  will 

Back  to  the  narrow  way 

Patiently  win  them  ;  [died. 

Tell  the  poor  wanderer  a  Saviour  has 

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STAND  up  !  stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 
Ye  soldiers  of  the  cross  ; 
Lift  high  His  royal  banner, 
It  must  not  suffer  loss  ; 
From  vict'ry  unto  vict'ry 
His  army  shall  He  lead, 
'Till  every  foe  is  vanquish'd, 
And  Christ  is  Lord  indeed. 


Stand  up  !  6tand  up  for  Jesus 

The  trumpet  call  obey  ; 
Forth  to  the  mighty  conflict 

In  this  His  glorious  day  ; 
Ye  that  are  men,  now  serve  Him, 

Against  unnumber'd  foes  ; 
(-Let  courage  rise  with  danger, 

And  strength  to  strength  oppose. 


Stand  up  !  stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 

Stand  in  His  strength  alone  ; 
The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you — 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own  : 
Put  on  the  Gospel  armor, 

And,  watching  unto  prayer, 
Where  duty  calls,  or  danger, 

Be  never  wanting  there. 


Stand  up  !  stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 

The  strife  will  not  be  long  ; 
This  day,  the  noise  of  battle, 

The  next,  the  victor's  song  : 
To  him  that  overcometh, 

A  crown  of  life  shall  be  ; 
He,  with  the  King  of  glory 

Shall  reign  eternally. 


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TAKE  my  life,  and  let  it  be 
Consecrated,  Lord,  to  Thee. 
Take  my  moments  and  my  days  ; 
Let  them  Aoav  in  ceaseless  praise. 
Take  my  hands  and  let  them  move 
At  the  impulse  of  Thy  love. 
Take  my  feet,  and  let  them  be 
Swift  and  "  beautiful "  for  Thee. 


Take  my  voice,  and  let  me  sing 
Always  only,  for  my  King. 
Take  my  lips,  and  let  them  be 
Filled  with  messages  from  Thee. 
Take  my  silver  and  my  gold : 
Not  a  mite  would  I  withhold. 
Take  my  intellect,  and  use 
Every  power  as  Thou  shalt  choose. 


Take  my  will,  and  make  it  Thine, 
It  shall  be  no  longei  mine. 


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Take  my  heart,  it  is  Thine  own  ; 
It  shall  be  Thy  royal  throne. 
Take  my  love  ;  my  Lord,  I  pour 
At  Thy  feet  its  treasure-store. 
Take  myself,  and  I  will  be 
Ever,  only,  all  for  Thee. 

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THE  day  is  past  and  over  ; 
All  thanks,  O  Lord  to  Thee  ; 
I  pray  Thee  now  that  sinless 
The  hours  of  dark  may  be  : 
O  Jesus,  keep  me  in  Thy  sight, 
And  guard  me  thro'  the  coming  night. 


The  joys  of  day  are  over  ; 

I  lift  my  heart  to  Thee, 
And  ask  Thee  that  offenceless 

The  hours  of  dark  may  be  : 
O  Jesus,  keep  me  in  Thy  sight, 
And  guard  me  thro'  the  coming  night. 


The  toils  of  day  are  over  ; 

I  raise  the  hymn  to  Thee, 
And  ask  that  free  from  peril 

The  hours  of  dark  may  be  : 
O  Jesus,  keep  me  in  Thy  sight 
And  guard  me  thro'  the  coming  night. 


Lighten  mine  eyes,  O  Saviour, 

Or  sleep  in  death  shall  I, 
And  he,  my  wakeful  tempter, 

Triumphantly  shall  cry, 
"  Against  him  I  have  now  prevailed  : 
Rejoice  !  the  child  of  God  has  failed." 


Be  Thou  my  soul's  Preserver, 
O  God  !  for  Thou  dost  know 

How  many  are  the  perils 
Through  which  I  have  to  go. 


0  loving  Jesus,  hear  my  call, 

And  guard  and  save  me  from  them  all. 
Amen. 

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MY  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less 
Than  Jesus'   blood  and  righte- 
ousness ; 

1  dare  not  trust  the  sweetest  frame, 
But  wholly  lean  on  Jesus'  name. 
On  Christ,  the  solid  Rock,  I  stand, 
All  other  ground  is  shifting  sand. 

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When  clouds  and  darkness  veil  His 

face, 
I  rest  on  His  unchanging  grace  ; 
On  ev'ry  high  and  stormy  gale 
My  anchor  holds  within  the  vale. 
On  Christ,  the  solid  Rock,  I  stand, 
All  other  ground  is  shifting  sand. 

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His  Word,  His  Covenant,  His  Blood, 
Support  me  in  the  'whelming  flood  ; 
When  all  around  my  soul  gives  way 
He  theu  is  all  my  help  and  stay. 
On  Christ,  the  solid  Rock,  I  stand, 
All  other  ground  is  shifting  sand. 

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When  He  shall  come,  with  trumpet 

sound, 
Oh  !  may  I  then  in  Him  be  found  ; 
Clothed  in  His  righteousness  alone, 
Faultless  to  stand  before  the  Throne. 
On  Christ,  the  solid  Rock,  I  stand, 
All  other  ground  is  shifting  sand. 

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REST  of  the  weary,  joy  of  the  sad  ; 
Hope  of  the  dreary,  light  of  the 
glad ;  [end  ; 

Home  of  the  stranger,  strength  to  the 
[Friend. 
Refuge   from    danger,    Saviour    and^ 


HYMNS   FOR  HZSSIOXS. 


Pillow,   where,   lying,   love  rests   its 

head; 
Peace  of  the  (tying,  life  of  the  dead  ; 
Path  of  the  lowly,  prize  at  the  end  ; 
Breath    of    the  "holy,    Saviour    and 

Friend. 


When  my  feet  stumble,  I'll  to  Thee 

cry; 
Crown  of  thehumble, cross  of  the  high; 
When  my  steps  wander,over  me  bend, 
Truer  and  fonder,  Saviour  and  Friend. 


Ever  confessing  Thee,  I  will  raise 
Unto     Thee,    blessing,      glory    and 

praise : — 
All  my  endeavor,  world  without  end, 
Thine  to  be  ever,  Saviour  and  Friend. 


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PEACE,  perfect  peace,  in  this  dark 
world  of  sin  ?  [within. 

The   blood  of  Jesus  whispers  peace 


Peace,  perfect   peace,  by    thronging 

duties  press'd  ? 
To  do  the  will  of  Jesus,  this  is  rest. 


Peace,    perfect  peace,    with  sorrows 

surging  round  ?  [is  found. 

On  Jesus'  bosom  naught  but    calm 


Peace,  perfect  peace,  with  loved  ones 

far  away  ? 
In  Jesus'  keeping  we  are  safe  and  they. 


Peace,  perfect  peace,   our  future  all 

unknown '?  [throne. 

Jesus  we  know,   and  He  is  on  the 

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Peace,  perfect  peace,  death  shadow- 
ing us  and  ours  ?  [its  powers. 
Jesus  has  vanquish'd  death  and   all 


It  is  enough  :    earth's  struggles  soon 

shall  cease,  [peace. 

And  Jesus  call  us  to  heaven's  perfect 

Amen. 

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ONE  there  is  above  all  others, 
O  how  He  loves  ! 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 

O  how  He  loves  ! 
Earthly  friends  may  fail  or  leave  us, 
One  day  soothe,  the  next  day  grieve 

us, 
But  this  Friend  will  ne'er  deceive  us, 
O  how  He  loves  ! 


'Tis  eternal  life  to  know  Him, 

O  how  He  loves  !  [Him 

Think,  O  think   how  much  we  owe 

O  how  He  loves  ! 
WithHis  precious  blood  He  bought  up 
In  the  wilderness  He  sought  us, 
To  His  fold  He  safely  brought  us, 
O  how  He  loves  ! 


We  have  found  a  friend  in  Jesus, 

O  how  He  loves  ! 
'Tis  His  great  delight  to  bless  us, 

O  how  He  loves  ! 
How  our  hearts  delight  to  hear  Him 
Bid  us  dwell  in  safety  near  Him  : 
Why  should  we  distrust  or  fear  Hi  in; 

O  how  He  loves  ! 


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Through  His  name  we  are  forgiven, 

0  how  He  loves  ! 
[Backward  shall  our  foes  he  driven, 

O  how  He  loves  ! 
'Best  of  blessings  He'll  provide  us, 
Naught  but  good  shall  e'er  betide  us, 
Safe  to  glory  He  will  guide  us, 

O  how  He  loves  !  Amen. 

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JESUS  !  stand  among  us 
In  Thy  risen  pow'r, 
Let  this  time  of  worship 
Be  a  hallow'd  hour. 
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Breathe  the  Holy  Spirit 

Into  ev'ry  heart, 
Bid  the  fears  and  sorrows 
From  each  soul  depart. 


Thus,  with  quickened  footsteps 
We'll  pursue  our  way, 

Watching  for  the  dawning 
Of  th'  eternal  day  ! 


Jesus  !  stand  among  us 

In  Thy  risen  power, 
Let  this  time  of  worship 

Be  a  hallowed  hour.     Amen 


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LORD,  speak  to  me  that  I  may  speak 
In  living  echoes  of  Thy  tone  ; 
As  Thou  hast  sought,  so  let  me  seek 
Thy  erring  children  lost  and  lone. 


O  lead  me,  Lord,  that  I  may  lead 
The  wand'ring  and  the    wav'riug 
feet : 


O  feed  me,  Lord,  that  I  may  feed 
Thy  hung'ring  ones  with    manna 
sweet. 

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0  strengthen  me,  that  while  I  stand 
Firm  on  the  Rock,  and  strong  ia 

Thee, 

1  may  stretch  out  a  loving  hand 

To  wrestlers  with  the  troubled  sea. 


O  teach  me,  Lord,  that  I  may  teach 
The  precious  things  Thou  dost  im- 
part ;  [reach 

And  wing  my  words  that  they  may 
The  hidden  depths  of  many  a  heart. 


O  give  Thine  own  sweet  rest  to  me, 
That  I  may  speak  with  soothing 
pow'r; 

A  word  in  season,  as  from  Thee, 
To  weary  ones  in  needful  hour. 


O  fill  me  with  Thy  fulness,  Lord, 
Until  my  very  heart  o'erflow 

In  kindling  tho't  and  glowing  word, 
Thy  love  to  tell,  Thy  praise  to  show. 


O  use  me,  Lord,  use  even  me, 
Just  as  Thou  wilt,   and  when  and 
where  ; 
Until  Thy  blessed  face  1  see, 
Thy  rest,  Thy  joy,  Thy  glory  share. 
Amen. 

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COME  to  Jesus  !  come  away  ; 
Forsake  thy  sins,  oh,  why  delay  ? 
His  arms  are  open  night  and  day. 
He  waits  to  welcome  thee. 


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Come  to  Jesus  !  sin  no  more, 
But  on  thy  bended  knees  implore, 
And  knock  in  faith  at  mercy's  door, 
He's  sure  to  welcome  thee. 


Come  to  Jesus  !  lift  an  eye  ; 
There's  pray'r  in  ev'ry  contrite  sigh 
And  ev'ry  groan,  for  God  is  nigh, 
He'll  bow  His  ear  to  thee. 


Come  to  Jesus  !  all  is  free 
Hark!  how  He  calls,  "  Come  unto  Me! 
I  cast  out  none,  I'll  pardon  thee." 
Oh,  thou  shalt  welcome  be. 


Saved  by  His  body,  hallow'd  by  bis 

blood,  [to  Gcd. 

With  souls refresh'd  we  render  thanks. 


Salvation's    Giver,   Christ,   the    only 

Son,  [won. 

By  His  dear  cross  and  blood  the  vict'rj 


Offered  was  He  for  greatest  and  for 

least,  [Priest. 

Himself  the  Victim  and  Himself  the 


Come  to  Jesus  !  cling  to  Him, 
He'll  keep  thee  far  from  paths  of  sin. 
Thou  shalt  at  last  the  vict'ry  win  ; 
And  He  will  welcome  thee. 


Come  to  Jesus  !  do  not  stand, 
The  father  draws— 'tis  His  command, 
And  none  shall  pluck  thee  from  His 
No— that  can  never  be.        [hand, 


Come  to  Jesus  !  Lord,  I  come  ; 
Weary  of  sin,  no  more  I'd  roam, 
But  with  my  Saviour  be  at  home  ; 
I  know  He'll  welcome  me. 


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DRAW  near  and  take  the  body  of 
your  Lord,  [outpour'd. 

And  drink  the  holv  blood  for  vou 


Victims  were  offer' d  by  the  law  of  old 
Which   in  a  type  celestial  mysteries 

told. 

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He,  Ransomer  from  death,  and  Light 

from  shade,  [to  aid. 

Now  gives  His  holy  grace  His  saints 


Approach  ye  then  with  faithful  hearts 

sincere,  [here. 

And  take  the  pledges  of    salvation 

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He,   that    in    this    world    rules    His 

saints,  and  shields, 
To  all  believers  life  eternal  yields. 

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With    heavenly    bread  makes    them 

that  hunger  whole,  [soul. 

Gives  living  waters  to  the  thirsting 

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O  Judge  of  all,  our  only  Saviour  Thou, 
In  this  Thy  feast  of  love  be  with  us 
now. 


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I  HEARD  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
"  Come  unto  Me  and  rest ; 
Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 

Thy  head  upon  My  breast :" 
I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  was, 

Weary  and  worn  and  sad  ; 

I  found  in  Him  a  resting  place, 

And  He  has  made  me  glad. 


I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"Behold,  I  freely  give 
The  living  water  ;  thirsty  one, 

Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live  :  " 
I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 

Of  that  life-giving  stream  ; 
My   thirst  was    quench'd,    my   soul 
reviv'd, 

And  now  I  live  in  Him. 

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i  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"I  am  this  dark  world's  Light : 
Look  unto  Me  :  thy  morn  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  day  be  bright :  " 
I  look'd  to  Jesus,  and  I  found 

In  Him  my  Star,  my  Sun  ; 
And  in  that  Light  of  life  I'll  walk 

'Till  trav'ling  days  are  done. 


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COME  to  our  poor  nature's  night 
With  Thy  blessed  inward-light, 
Holy  Ghost,  the  Infinite 
Comforter  divine. 


We  are  sinful,  cleanse  us,  Lord, 
Sick  and  faint  Thy  strength  afford 
Lost  until  by  Thee  restor'd, 
Comforter  divine. 


Orphans  are  our  souls  and  poor, 
Give  us  from  Thy  heavenly  store 
Faith,  love,  joy,  for  evermore, 
Comforter  divine. 


Like  the  dew  Thy  peace  distil, 
Guide,  subdue  our  wayward  will, 
Things  of  Christ  unfolding  still, 
Comforter  divine. 


Gentle,  awful,  holy  Guest, 
Make  Thy  temple  in  each  breast, 
Sanctify  Thy  place  of  rest, 
Comforter  divine. 


In  us — for  us — intercede, 
And  with  voiceless  groanings  plead 
Our  unutterable  need,  ' 
Comforter  divine. 


In  us  Abba  Father  cry, 
Earnest  of  our  bliss  on  high 
Seal  of  immortality, 

Comforter  divine. 


Search  for  us  the  depth  of  God, 
Bear  us  up  the  starry  road 
To  the  height  of  Thine  abode, 
Comforter  divine, 

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^pOME  unto  Me,  ye  weary, 

^    And  I  will  give  you  rest." 
Oh,  blessed  voice  of  Jesus, 

Which  comes  to  hearts  opprest  I 
It  tells  of  benediction, 

Of  pardon,  grace  and  peace, 
Of  joy  that  hath  no  ending, 

Of  love  which  cannot  cease. 


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**  Come  unto  Me,  dear  children, 
'     And  I  will  give  you  light." 
Oh,  loving  voice  of  Jesus, 

Which  comes  to  cheer  the  night ! 
Our  hearts  were  filled  with  sadness, 

And  we  had  lost  our  way, 
But  morning  brings  us  gladness, 

And  songs  the  break  of  day. 

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"  Come  unto  Me,  ye  fainting, 

And  I  will  give  you  life." 
Oh,  peaceful  voice  of  Jesus, 

Which  comes  to  end  our  strife  ! 
The  foe  is  stern  and  eager, 

The  fight  is  fierce  and  long  ; 
But  Thou  hast  made  as  mighty, 

And  stronger  than  the  strong. 


And  "  Whosoever  cometh, 

1  will  not  cast  him  out." 
Oh,  patient  voice  of  Jesus, 

Which  drives  away  our  doubt 
Which  calls  us,  very  sinners, 

Unworthy  though  we  be 
Of  love  so  free  and  boundless, 

To  come,  dear  Lord,  to  Thee. 


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HARK,  the  voice  of  Jesus  crying, 
"  Who  will  go  and  work  to-day  ? 
Fields  are  white  and  harvest  waiting, 
Who  will  bear  the  sheaves  away  ?  " 
Loud  and  strong  the  Master  calleth, 

Rich  reward  He  offers  thee  ; 
Who  will  answer  gladly  saying, 
"Here  am  I,  send  me,  send  me." 


If  you  cannot  cross  the  ocean, 
And  the  heathen  lands  explore, 

You  can  find  the  heathen  nearer, 
You  can  help  them  at  your  door. 


If  you  cannot  give  your  thousands 
You  can  give  the  widow's  mite  ; 

And  the  least  you  do  for  Jesus, 
Will  be  precious  in  His  sight. 


If  you  cannot  speak  like  angels, 

If  you  cannot  preach  like  Paul, 
You  can  tell  the  love  of  Jesus, 

You  can  say  He  died  for  all. 
With  your  prayers    and   with    your 
bounties, 

You  can  do  what  heaven  demands ; 
You  cau  be  like  faithful  Aaron, 

Holding  up  the  prophet's  hands. 


If,  among  the  older  people, 

You  may  not  be  apt  to  teach  ; 
"Feed   my  lambs,"  said  Christ  our 
Shepherd, 

"  Place  the  food  within  their  reach." 
And  it  may  be  that  the  children, 

You  have  led  with  trembling  hand, 
Will  be  found  among  your  jewels, 

When  vou  reach  the  better  land. 


Let  none  hear  you  idly  saying, 

"  There  is  nothing  I  can  do," 
While  the  souls  of  men  are  dying, 

And  the  Master  calls  for  you. 
Take  the  task  He  gives  you  gladly. 

Let  His  work  your  pleasure  be  ; 
Answer  quickly  when  He  calleth, 

"  Here  am  I,  send  me,  send  me.,! 


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HE  leadeth  me  !  O  blessed  thought, 
O  words  with  heav'nly  comfort 
fraught ; 
Whate'er  I  do,  where'er  I  be, 
Still  'tis  God's  hand  that  leadeth  me. 


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Refrain 


He  leadeth  me  !  He  leadeth  me  ! 
By  His  own  hand  He  leadeth  me 
His  faithful  foll'wer  I  would  be, 
For  by  His  hand  He  leadeth  me. 


Sometimes   'mid    scenes  of    deepest 
gloom,  [bloom, 

Sometimes    where     Eden's     bowers 
By  waters  calm,  o'er  troubled  sea, 
Still  'tis  His  hand  that  leadeth  me. 


Lord,   I  would  clasp  Thy    hand  in 

mine, 
Nor  ever  murmur  nor  repine — 
Content,  whatever  lot  I  see, 
Since  'tis  my  God  that  leadeth  me. 


And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done, 
When,  by  Thy  grace,  the  victory's 

won, 
E'en  death's  cold  wrave  I  will  not  flee, 
Since  God  through  Jordan  leadeth 

me. 


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I  LAY  my  sins  on  Jesus, 
The  spotless  Lamb  of  God, 
He  bears  them  all  and  frees  us 

From  the  accursed  load. 
J  bring  my  guilt  to  Jesus, 
;   To  wash  my  crimson  stains 
AVhite  in  His  blood  most  precious, 
*    Till  not  a  spot  remains. 


I  laj"  my  wants  on  Jesus, 
All  fulness  dwells  in  Him 

He  heals  all  my  diseases, 
He  doth  my  soul  redeem. 


I  lay  my  griefs  on  Jesus, 
My  burdens  and  my  cares 

He  from  them  all  releases — 
He  all  my  sorrows  shares. 


I  rest  my  soul  on  Jesus, 

This  weary  soul  of  mine  ; 
His  right  hand  me  embraces, 

I  on  His  breast  recline. 
:  I  love  the  Name  of  Jesus, 
|      Immanuel,  Christ,  the  Lord- 
Like  fragrance  on  the  breezes, 
His  Name  abroad  is  poured. 


I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

Meek,  loving,  lowly,  mild  ; 
I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

The  Father's  holy  Child  ; 
I  long  to  be  with  Jesus, 

Amid  the  heavenly  throng ; 
To  sing  with  saints  His  praises, 

To  learn  the  angels'  song. 


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CALL  them  in, -the  poor,  the  wretch- 
ed, 
Sin-stained  wand'rers  from  the  f<>ld; 
Peace  and  pardon  freely  offer  :  [g  >!d? 
Can  you  weigh  their    worth  with 
Call  them  in, — the  weak,  the  weary, 

Laden  with  the  doom  of  sin  : 

Bid  them  come  and  rest  in  Jesus, 

He  is  waiting, — call  them  in. 


Call  them  in, — the  Jew,  the  Gentile, 
Bid  the  stranger  to  the  feast ; 

Call  them  in, — the  rich,  the  noble, 
From  the  highest  to  the  least, 


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Forth  the  Father  runs  to  meet  them, 
He  hath  all  their  sorrows  seen  ; 

Robe,  and  ring,  and  royal  sandals, 
Wait  the  lost  ones, — call  them  in. 

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Call  them  in, — the  broken-hearted, 

Cow'ring  'neath  the  brand  of  shame; 
Speak  love's  message  low  and  tender, 

'Twas  for  sinners  Jesus  came. 
See  the  shadowslengthen  round  us, 

Soon  the  day-dawn  Avill  begin  ; 
Call  them  in,— the  lost  and  lonely, 

Christ  is  coming — call  them  in. 


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YES,  we  part,  but  not  forever, 
Joyful  hopes  our  bosoms  swell : 
They  who  love  the  Saviour,  never 
Know  along,  a  la>t  farewel1, 

Blissfulunions 
Lie  beyond  this  passing  vale. 


Oh,  what  meetings  are  before  us  ! 

Brighter  far  than  tongue  can  tell, 
Glorious  meetings  to  restore  us — 

Him  with  whom  we  love  to  dwell, 
With  what  raptures 

Will  the  sight  our  bosoms  swell! 


Thus  we  part,  but  not  forever, 
Joyful  hopes  our  bosoms  swell! 

They  who  love  the  Savior,  never 
Know  a  la^t,  a  long  farewell, 

Blissful  unions 
Lie  beyond  this  parting  vale. 


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AM  Thine,   O  Lord  ;  I  have  heard 

Thy  voice, 
And  it  told  Thy  love  to  me  ; 


But  I  long  to  rise  in  the  arms  of  faith, 
And  be  closer  drawn  to  Thee. 

Cho. — Draw  me  nearer,  blessed  Lord, 
To  the  Cross  where  Thou  hast  died; 

Draw    me    nearer,     nearer,    blessed 
Lord, 
To  Thy  precious,  bleeding  side. 


Consecrate  me  now  to  Thy  service, 
Bythepow'r  of  grace  divine  ;  [Lord, 

Let  my  soul  look  up  with  a  stead- 
fast hope, 
And  my  will  be  lost  in  Thine. 


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Oh,  the  pure  delight  of  a  single  hour 
That  before  Thy  throne  I  spend, 

When  I  kneel  in  prayer,   and  with 
Thee,  my  God, 
I  commune  as  friend  with  friend. 


There  are  depths  of  love  that  I  cannot 
Till  I  cross  the  narrow  sea  ;    [touch 

There  are  heights  of  joy  that  I  may 
not  reach 
Till  1  rest  in  peace  with  Thee. 


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I  WAS  wandering  and  weary, 
When  my  Saviour  came  unto  me  \ 
For  the  ways  of  sin  grew  dreary, 
And  the  world  had  ceased  to  woo  me: 
And  I  thought  1  heat  d  Him  say, 
As  He  came  along  His  way, 
"  O  silly  souls,  come  near  Me  ! 
My  sheep  6hould  never  fear  Me, 
I  am  the  Shepherd  true." 


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At  first  I  would  not  hearkea, 
1  T3ut  put  off  till  to-morrow  ; 
fbut  life  began  to  darken, 

And  I  was  sick  with  sorrow  : 
And  I  thought  I  heard  Him  say 
As  He  came  along  his  way, 
"  O  silly  souls,*'  <fcc. 


At  last  I  stopped  to  listen, 

His  voice  could  ne'er  deceive  me  ; 
I  saw  His  kind  eyes  glisten, 
So  anxious  to  relieve  me : 
And  I  thought  I  heard  Him  say, 
As  He  came  along  His  way, 
"  O  silly  souls,"  &c. 


He  took  me  on  His  shoulder, 

And  tenderly  He  kissed  me  ; 
He  bade  my  love  grow  bolder, 
And  said  how  He  had  missed  me 
And  I'm  sure  I  heard  him  say, 
As  He  went  along  His  way,  " 
"O  silly  souls,"  &c. 


I  thought  His  love  would  weaken 

As  more  aud  more  He  knew  me  ; 
But  it  burneth  like  a  beacon, 
And  its  light  aud  heat  go  thro'  me 
And  I  always  hear  Him  say, 
As  He  comes  along  His  way, 
"  O  silly  souls,"  &c. 


Let  us  do,  then,  dearest  brothers, 

What  will  best  and  always  please  us; 
"Follow  not  the  ways  of  others, 
But  trust  ourselves  to  Jesus ! 
We  shall  ever  hear  Him  say, 
As  He  goes  along  His  way, 
"  O  silly  souls,"  &c. 


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JESUS  calls  us  ;  o'er  the  tumult 
Of  our  life's  wild,  restless  sea ; 
Day  by  day  His  sweet  voice  souudeth, 
Saying,  "  Christian,  follow  Me." 

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As  of  old  Apostles  heard  it, 
By  the  Galilean  lake,  [dred, 

Turned  from  home,  and  toil  and  kin- 
Leaving  all  for  His  dear  sake. 

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Jesus*calls  us  from  the  worship 
Of  the  vain  world's  golden  store, 

From  each  idol  that  would  keep  r.s, 
Saying,      "  Christian,      love     Me 
more." 


In  our  joys  and  in  our  sorrows, 
Days  of  toil  and  hours  of  ease, 

Still  He  calls,  in  cares  and  pleasures-. 
"  Christian,    love   Me   more  thaA 
these." 


Jesus  calls  us  ;  by  Thy  mercies, 
Saviour,  may  we  hear  Thy  call, 

Give  our  hearts  to  Thine  obedience? 
Serve  and  love  Thee  best  of  all. 


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JESUS  Christ  is  passing  by  ; 
Sinner,  lift  to  Him  thine  eye 
As  the  precious  moments  flee, 
Cry,  "  Be  merciful  to  me." 


Jesus  Christ  is  passing  by ; 

Will  He  always  be  so  nigh  ? 
Now  is  the  accepted  day. 

Seek  for  healing  while  you  may, 


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Fearest  thou  He  will  not,  hear  ? 

Art  thou  bidden  to  forbear  ? 
Let  no  obstacle  defeat ; 

Yet  more  earnestly  entreat. 


Lo  !  He  stands  and  calls  to  thee, 
"What  wilt    thou    then  havi    ^f 
Me?" 
Rise  and  tell  Him  all  thy  need  ; 
Rise,  He  calleth  thee  indeed* 


"  Lord,  I  would  Thy  mercy  see ; 
Lord,  reveal  Thy  love  to  me  ; 
Let  it  penetrate  my  soul ; 
All  my  heart  and  life  control." 

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Oh  how  sweet '.  the  touch  of  power 
Comes  ;  it  is  salvation's  hour : 
Jesus  gives  from  guilt  release  ; 
Faith  hath  saved  thee,  go  in  peace. 


Glory  to  the  Saviour's  Name  ! 
He  is  ever  sti'l  the  same  ; 
To  His  matchless  honor  raise 
Never-ending  songs  of  praise. 

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A    PILGRIM  thro'  this  lonely  world 
-"•    The  blessed  Saviour  pass'd  ; 
A  mourner  all  His  life  was  He — 
A  dying  Lamb  at  last. 

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That  tender  heart  that  felt  for  all, 
For  all  its  life-blood  gave  ; 

It  found  on  earth  no  resting-place, 
Save  only  in  the  grave. 


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Dead  to  the  world,    with  Him  who 
died, 

To  win  our  hearts,  our  love, — 
We,  risen  with  our  risen  Head, 

In  spirit  dwell  above. 


By  faith,  His  boundless  glories  there 
Our  wond'ring  eyes  behold — 

Those  glories  which  eternal  years 
Can  never  all  unfold. 


This  fills  our  hearts  with  deep  desire 

To  lose  ourselves  in  love  : 
Bears  all  our  hopes  from  earth  away, 

And  fixes  them  above. 


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HERE,  O  my  Lord,  I  see  Thee  face  to 
face;  [things  unseen; 

Here    faith  can  touch  and  handle 
Here  would  I  grasp  with  firmer  hand 
Thy  grace,  [lean. 

And  all  my  weariness  upon  Thee 


Here  would  I  feed  upon  the  bread 

of  God  ;  [of  heav'n  ; 

Here  drink  with  Thee  the  royal  wine 

Here  would  I  lay  aside  each  earthly 
load ;  [given. 

Here  taste  afresh  the  calm  of  sin  for- 


I  have  no  help  but  Thine  ;  nor  do  I 

need  [upon ; 

Another    arm    save  Thine  to  lean 

It  is  enough,  my  Lord,  enough  indeed; 

My  strength  is  in  Thy  might,  Thy 

niigtit  alone. 


HYMX*  FOB    MISSIONS. 


SB 


Mine  is  the  sin,  but  Thine  the  right- 
eousness ;  [cleansing  blood  ; 
Mine    is   the   guilt,  but  Thine  the 
Here  is  my  robe,  my  refuge,  and  my 
peace,  [Lord,  my  God. 
Thy  blood,   Thy  righteousness.  O 


Too  soon  we  rise ;  the  symools  dis- 
appear; [past  and  gone ; 
The  feast,   though  not  the  love,  is 
The  bread  and  wine  remove,  but  Thou 
art  here  [and  Sun. 
Nearer  than    ever — still  my  Shield 

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Feast    after   feast    thus    comes  and 

passes  by,  [above  ; 

Yet  passing,  points  to  the  glad  feast 

Giving  sweet  foretastes  of  the  festal 

joy,  [bliss  and  love. 

The  Lamb's  great  bridal  feast  of 

Amen. 


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I  AM  coming  to  the  Cross  ; 
I  am  poor,  and  weak,  and  blind  ; 
I  am  counting  all  but  dross  ; 
I  shall  full  salvation  find. 

Cho. — I  am  trusting  Lord  in  Thee, 
Dear  Lamb  of  Calvary  ; 
Humbly  at  Thy  cross  I  "bow, 
Save    me,  Jesus,   save    me 
now. 


Long  my  heart  has  sighed  for  Thee, 
Long  has  evil  reigned  within ; 

^esus  sweetly  speaks  to  me — 

"I  will  cleanse  thee  from  all  sin.' 


Here  I  give  my  all  to  Thee, 

Friends,  and  time,  and  earthly  stor»- 
Soul  and  body  Thine  to  be, 

Wholly  Thine  for  evermore. 


In  the  promises  I  trust, 

Now  I  know  the  blood  applied. 
I  am  prostrate  in  the  dust, 

T  with  Christ  am  crucified. 


Jesus  comes  !  He  fills  my  soul  ! 

Perfected  in  Him  I  am  ; 
I  am  every  whit  made  whole  ; 

Glory,  glory,  to  the  Lamb. 


Cho.—  Still    I'm    trusting.    Lord,    in 
Thee 

Dear  Lamb  of  Calvary  ; 
Humbly  at  Thy  cross  I  "bow ; 

Jesus  saves  ine,  saves  me  tuw. 


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T  NEED  Thee  every  hour, 
J-     Most  gracious  Lord  ; 
No  tender  voice  like  Thine 
Can  peace  afford. 

Cho. — I  need  Thee,  oh  I  need  Thee  ; 
Ev'ry  hour  I  need  Thee  ; 
Oh,  bless  me  now,  my  Saviour! 
I  come  to  Thee. 


I  need  Thee  every  hour, 

Stay  Thou  near  by  ; 
Temptations  lose  their  power 

When  Thou  art  nioh. 


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HYMNS   FOR   MISSIONS. 


I  need  Thee  every  hour, 

In  joy  or  pain  ; 
Come  quickly  and  abide, 

Or  life  is  vain. 

4 
I  need  Thee  every  hour, 

Teach  me  Thy  will ; 
And  Thy  rich  promises 

In  me  fulfill. 


I  need  Thee  everv  hour, 

Most  Holy  One"; 
Oh,  make  me  Thine  indeed, 

Thou  blessed  Son. 


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JESUS,  I  will  trust  Thee, 
Trust  Thee  with  my  soul ; 
Guilty,  lost  and  helpless, 

Thou  canst  make  me  whole. 
There  is  none  in  heaven 

Or  on  earth  like  Thee  ; 

Thou  hast  died  for  sinners — 

Therefore  Lord  for  me. 


Jesus,  I  may  trust  Thee, 

Name  of  matchless  worth, 
Spoken  by  the  angel, 

At  Thy  wondrous  birth  ; 
Written,  and  for  ever, 

On  Thy  cross  of  shame, 
Sinners  read  and  worship, 

Trusting  in  that  Name. 


Jesus,  I  must  trust  Thee, 
Pondering  Thy  ways, 

Full  of  love  and  mercy 
All  Thine  eaithly  days: 


Sinners  gathered  round  Thee. 

Lepers  sought  thy  face — 
None  too  vile  or  loathsome 

For  a  Saviour's  grace. 


Jesus,  I  can  trust  Thee, 

Trust  Thy  written  Word, 
Though  Thy  voice  of  pity 

I  have  never  heard  ; 
When  Thy  spirit  teacheth, 

To  my  taste  how  sweet — 
Only  may  I  hearken, 

Sitting'  at  Thy  feet. 


Jesus,  I  do  trust  Thee, 

Trust  without  a  doubt : 
"  Whosoever  cometh, 

Thou  wilt  not  cast  out." 
Faithful  is  Thy  promise, 

Precious  is  Thy  blood ; 
These  my  soul's  salvation, 

Thou  mv  Saviour  God.    Amen. 


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MY  heart  is  resting,  O  my  God, 
■**■■     I  will  give  thanks  and  sing; 
My  heart  is  at  the  secret  source 
Of  ev?ry  precious  thing. 


Now  the  frail  vessel  Thou  hast  mad(t 
No  hand  but  Thine  shall  fill; 

The  waters  of  the  earth  have  failed 
And  I  am  thirsty  still. 

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1  thirst  for  springs  of  heavenly  life, 
And  here  all  day  they  rise; 

I  seek  the  treasure  of  Thy  love* 
And  close  at  hand  it  lies. 


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And  a  "new  song"  is  in  my  mouth, 

To  long-loved  music  set; 
Glory  to  Thee  for  all  the  grace 

I  have  not  tasted  vet ! 


1  have  a  heritage  of  joy, 

That  yet  I  must  not  see; 
The  hand  that  bled  to  make  it  mine, 

Is  keeping  it  for  me. 

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There  is  a  certainty  of  love, 
That  sets  my  heart  at  rest; 

A  calm  assurance  for  to-day, 
That  to  be  poor  is  best. 


A  prayer,  reposing  on  His  truth, 
Who  hath  made  all  things  mine; 

That  draws  my  captive  will  to  Him, 
And  makes  it  one  with  Thine. 


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MOURNER  wheresoe'er  thou  art, 
At  the  cross  there's  room  ! 
Tell  the  burden  of  thy  heart; 
At  the  cross  there's  room  ! 
Tell  it  in  thy  Saviour's  ear, 
Cast  away  thine  ev'ry  fear, 
Only  speak  and  He  will  hear 
At  the  cross  there's  room  ! 


Haste  thee,  wand'rer,  tarry  not 
At  the  cross  there's  room  ! 

Seek  that  consecrated  spot; 
At  the  cross  there's  room  ! 

Heavy  laden,  sore  oppress'd 


Thoughtless  sinner,  come  to-day; 

At  the  cross  there's  room  ! 
Hark  !  the  Bride  and  Spirit  say, 

"  At  the  cross  there's  i ooni !  " 
Now  a  living  fountain  see, 
Opened  there  for  you  and  me, 
Rich  and  poor,  for  bond  and  free; 

At  the  cross  there's  room  ! 


Blessed  thought !  for  every  one 
At  the  cross  there's  room  ! 

Love's  atoning  work  is  done; 
At  the  cross  there's  room  ! 

Streams  of  boundless  mercy  flow, 

Free  to  all  who  thither  go; 

Oh  that  all  the  world  might  know, 
At  the  cross  there's  room  ! 


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THROUGH    the    love    of    God  o  ar 
J-         Saviour, 

All  will  be  well; 
Free  and  changeless  is  His  favor, 

All,  all  is  well. 
Precious  is  the  blood  that  heal'd  us; 
Perfect  is  the  grace  that  seal'd  us; 
Strong  the    hand    stretch'd    out   to 
shield  us; 

All  must  be  well. 


Though  we  pass  through  tribulation, 

All  will  be  well; 
Ours  is  such  a  full  salvation. 

All,  all  is  well. 
Happy,  still  in  God  confiding; 


Love  can  soothe  thy  troubled  breast^  Fruitful,  if  in  Christ  abiding 

In  the  Saviour  find  thy  rest;  *Holy,  through  the  Spirit's  guiding; 


At  the  cross  there's  room  1 


All  must  be  well. 


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HYMNS   FOU   MISSIONS. 


We  expect  a  bright  to  morrow; 

All  will  be  well. 
Faith  can  sing  through  days  of  sor- 
row, 

All,  all  is  well. 
On  our  Father's  love  relying 
Jesus  every  need  supplying, 
Or  in  living  or  in  dying, 

All  must  be  well.    Amen. 


53 

0  JESUS,  I  have  promised 
To  serve  Thee  to  the  end; 
Be  Thou  forever  near  me, 

My  Master  and  my  Friend  ! 
I  shall  not  fear  the  battle 
If  Thou  art  by  my  side, 
¥or  wander  from  the  pathway 
If  Thou  wilt  be  my  Guide. 


Oh,  let  me  feel  Thee  near  me — 

The  world  is  ever  near; 
I  see  the  tights  that  dazzle, 

The  tempting  sounds  I  hear. 
My  foes  are  ever  near  me, 

Around  me  and  within; 
But  Jesus  draw  Thou  nearer. 

And  shield  my  soul  from  sin. 


O  let  me  hear  Thee  speaking, 

In  accents  clear  and  still, 
Above  the  storms  of  passion 

The  murmurs  of  self-will; 
Oh  !  speak  to  re-assure  me, 

To  hasten  or  control. 
Oh  !  speak,  and  make  me  listen, 

Thou  Guardian  of  my  soul. 


Oh  !  let  me  see  Thy  features, 

The  look  that  once  could  make 
So  many  a  true  disciple 

Leave  all  things  for  Thy  sake; 
The  look  that  beamed  on'Peter, 

When  he  Thy  name  denied: 
The  look  that  draws  Thy  lovers 

Close  to  Thy  pierced  side. 


Oh  !  let  me  see  Thy  footmarks, 

And  in  them  plant  my  own; 
My  hope  to  follow  duly, 

Is  in  Thy  strength  alone. 
Oh  !  guide  me,  call  me,  draw  me, 

Uphold  me  to  the  end, 
And  then  in  heaven  receive  me. 

My  Saviour  and  my  Friend.   Amen. 


54 

0  JESUS,  Thou  art  standing 
Outside  the  f  ast-clos'd  door, 
In  lowly  patience  waiting 

To  pass  the  threshold  o'er; 
We  bear  the  name  of  Christians, 

His  name  and  sign  we  bear; 

O  shame,  thrice  shame  upon  us, 

To  keep  Him  standing  there. 


O  Jesus,  Thou  art  knocking; 

And  lo  !  that  hand  is  scarred, 
And  thorns  Thy  brow  encircle. 

And  tears  Thy  face  have  marred; 
O  love  that  passeth  knowledge, 

So  patient^  to  wait ! 
O  sin  that  hath  no  equal, 

So  fast  to  bar  the  gate  ! 


O  Jesus,  Thou  art  pleading 
In  accents  meek  and  low, 

11 1  died  for  you,  My  children, 
And  will  ye  treat  Me  so  ?  " 


HYMXS   FOR    MISSIONS. 


O  Lord,  with  shame  and  sorrow 
We  open  now  the  door: 

Dear  Saviour,  enter,  enter, 
And  leave  us  nevermore. 

Amen. 


55 

BREAST  the  wave,  Christian, 
When  it  is  strongest; 
Watch  for  da}-,  Christian, 

When  the  night's  longest; 
Onward  aud  onward  still 

Be  thine  endeavor; 
The  rest  that  remaineth, 
Will  be  forever. 


Fight  the  fight,  Christian, 

Jesus  is  o'er  thee; 
Run  the  race,  Christian, 

Heaven  is  before  thee; 
He  who  hath  promised 

Faltereth  never; 
He  who  hath  loved  so  well, 

Loveth  forever. 


Lift  thine  ear,  Christian, 

Just  as  it  closeth; 
Raise  thy  heart,  Christian, 

Ere  it  reposeth; 
Thee  from  the  love  of  Christ 

Nothing  shall  sever; 
And,  when  thy  work  is  done, 

Praise  Him  forever.    Amen; 


56 

PRAISE,    praise   ye    the    Name    of 
Jehovah  our  God  ;  [abroad. 

Declare,    O    declare    ye  His  glories 
Proclaim   ye    His    mercy   from    na- 
tion to  nation, 


Till     the     uttermost     islands     have 

heard  His  salvation  ; 
For  His  love  floweth  on  free  and  full 

as  a  river,  [and  -over. 

And  His    mercy  eudureth   for  ever 


Praise,  praise  ye  the  Lamb  who  foi 
sinners  was  slain, 

Who  went  down  to  the  grave,  and  as- 
cended again  ; 

And  who  soon  shall  return  when  these 
dark  days  are  o'er,  [power  ; 

To  set  up  His  kingdom  in  glory  and 

For  His  love  floweth  on  free  and  full 
as  a  river,  [ever  ! 

And  His  mercy  endureth  for  ever  and 


Then  the  heaven  and  the  earth  and 

the  sea  shall  rejoice, 
The  field  and  the  forest  shall  lift  the 

glad  voice,  [in  green, 

The  sands  of  the  desert  shall  flourish 
And  Lebanon's  glory  be  shed  o'er  the 

scene  ;  [as  a  river, 

For  His  love  floweth  on  free  and  full 
And  His  mercy  endureth  for  ever  and 

ever! 


Her  bridal  attire  and  her  festal  array, 
All  nature  shall  wear  on  that  glorious 

day,  [people  to  reign, 

For  her  King  cometh  down  with  His 
And  His  presence  shall  bless  her  with 

Eden  again  ;  [as  a  river, 

For  His  love  floweth  on  free  and  full 
And  His  mercy  endureth  for  ever  and 

ever! 


57 

OTHE  bitter  shame  and  sorrow, 
j    That  a  time  could  ever  be, 
When  I  let  the  Saviour's  pity, 


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HYMNS  FOB   MISSIONS. 


Plead  in  vain  and  proudly  answer'd, 
'All  of  self,  and  none  of  Thee, 
All  of  self,  and  none  of  Thee." 


Yet,  He  found  me  ;  I  beheld  Him 
Bleeding  on  the  cursed  tree, 

Heard  Him  pray, 

"  Forgive  them,  Father," 
'  And  my  wistful  heart  said  faintly — 
"  Some  of  self,  and  some  of  Thee. 


Day  by  day  His  tender  mercy, 
Healing,  helping,  full  and  free, 

Sweet  and  strong,  and  ah  !  so  patient, 
Brought   me  lower,   while  1  whis- 

Eered, 
ess  of  self,  and  more  of  Thee." 


Higher  than  the  highest  heavens, 
Deeper  than  the  deepest  sea, 

Lord,  Thy  love  at  last  hath  conquered: 
Grant  me  now  my  spirit's  longing,— 
"  None  of  self,  and  all  of  Thee." 


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SOULS  of  men,  why  will  ye  scatter, 
Like  a  crowd  of  frightened  sheep? 
Foolish  hearts  !  why  will  ye  wander 

From  a  love  so  true  and  deep  ? 
Was  there  ever  kinder  shepherd, 

Half  so  gentle,  half  so  sweet, 
As  the  Saviour  who  would  have  us 
Come  and  gather  round  his  feet  ? 


It  is  God !  His  love  looks  mighty, 
But  is  mightier  than  it  seems  : 

,'Tis  our  Father,  and  his  fondness, 
Goes  far  out  tfeyond  our  dreams. 


There's  a  wideness  in  God's  mercy 
Like  the  wideness  of  the  sea  ; 

There's  a  kindness  in  His  justice, 
Which  is  more  than  liberty. 


There  is  no  place  where  earth's  sor- 
rows 

Are  more  felt  than  up  in  heaven  ; 
There  is  no  place  where   earth's  fail- 
ings 

Have  such  kindly  judgment  given. 
There  is  welcome  for  the  sinner, 

And  more  graces  for  the  good  ; 
There  is  mercy  with  the  Saviour  ; 

There  is  healing  in  His  blood. 


There  is  grace  enough  for  thousands. 

Of  new  worlds  as  great  as  this  ; 
There  is  room  for  fresh  creations 

In  that  upper  home  of  bliss. 
For  the  love  of  God  is  broader 

Than  the  measures  of  man's  mind 
And  the  heart  of  the  Eternal 

Is  most  wonderfully  kind. 


But  we  make  his  love  too  narrow, 

By  false  limits  of  our  own  ; 
And  we  magnify  His  strictness 

With  a  zeal  He  will  not  own. 
There  is  plentiful  redemption 

In  the  blood  that  has  been  shed  ; 
There  is  joy  for  all  the  members 

In  the  sorrows  of  the  Head. 


Pining  souls  !  come  nearer  Jesus, 

And  oh  !  come  not  doubting  thus, 
But  with  faith  that  trusts  more  bravely 

His  great  tenderness  for  us. 
If  our  love  were  but  more  simple 

We  should  take  Him  at  His  word  ; 
And  our  lives  would  be  all  sunshine 

In  the  sweetness  of  our  Lord. 


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HYMNS  FOR   MISSIONS. 
60 


31 


THOU  hidden  love  of 
height, 


God,   whose 
[knows, 
Whose  depth  unfathora'd  no  man 
I  see  from  far  Thy  beauteous  light, 

Inly  I  sigh  for  Thy  repose  : 
My  heart  is  pain'd,  nor  can  it  be 
At  rest,  till  it  find  rest  in  Thee. 


Thy  secret  voice  invites  me  still 
The  sweetness  of  Thy  yoke  to  prove, 

And  fain  I  would  ;  but  tho'  my  will 
Seems  fixed,  yet  wide  my  passions 
rove  ; 

Yet  hindrances  strew  all  the  way  ; 
I  aim  at  Thee,  yet  from  Thee  stray. 

3 

Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  sun 
That  strives  with  Thee  my  heart  to 
share? 
Ah  !  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone, 

The  Lord  of  every  motion  there. 
Then  shall  my  heart  from  earth  be 
free, 
"When  it  hath  found  repose  in  Thee. 


O  bide  this  self  from  me,  that  I 
No  more,  but  Christ  in  me,  may  live; 

My  vile  affections  crucify, 
Nor  let  one  darling  lust  survive  ; 

In  all  things  nothing  may  I  see, 

Nothing  desire,  or  seek  but  Thee. 


Each  moment  draw  from  earth  away 
My  heart,  that  lowly  waits  thy  call: 

Speak  to  my  inmost  soul,  and  say, 
I  am  thy  love,  thy  God,  thy  all : 

To  feel  Thy  power,  to  hear  Thy  voice, 

To  taste  Thy  love,  be  all  my  choice. 


WHAT  a  Friend  we  have  in  Jesus, 
' '  All  our  sins  and  griefs  to  bear  ! 
What  a  privilege  to  carry 

Everything  to  God  in  pray'r  ! 
Oh,  what  peace  we  often  forfeit, 

Oh,  what  needless  pain  we  bear- 
All  because  we  do  not  carry 

Everything  to  God  in  pray'r. 


Have  we  trials  and  temptations  ? 

Is  there  trouble  anywhere  ? 
We  should  never  be  discouraged  ; 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer, 
Can  we  find  a  friend  so  faithful, 

Who  will  all  our  sorrows  share  ? 
Jesus  knows  our  every  weakness — 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 


Are  we  weak  and  heavy-laden, 

Cumbered  with  a  load  of  care  ? 
Rest  on  Him  thy  spirit's  burden, 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 
Do  thy  friends  despise,  forsake  thee? — 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer  ; 
In  His  arms  He'll  take  and  shield 
thee, 

Thou  wilt  find  a  solace  there. 


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WORK,  for  the  night  is  coming, 
Work  thro'  the  morning  hours  ; 
Work,  wm!e  the  dew  is  sparkling, 

Work,  'mid  springing  no w'rs  ; 
Work,  when  the  day  grows  brighter, 

Work  in  the  glowing  sun  ; 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

When  man's  work  is  done. 


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HYMXS  FOR   MISSIONS. 


Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Work  through  the  sunny  noon 
Fill  brightest  hours  with  labor, 

Rest  comes  sure  and  soon  : 
Give  every  flyins;  minute 

Something  to  keep  in  store  : 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

When  man  works  no  more. 


Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Under  the  sunset  skies  ; 
While  their  bright  tints  are  glowing, 

Work  for  daylight  flies  : 
Work  till  the  last  beam  fadeth, 

Fadeth  to  shine  no  more  : 
Work  while  the  night  is  darkening, 

When  man's  work  is  o'er. 


62 

OFOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  heav'nly  frame  ; 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 


Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 
Sweet  messenger  of  rest  : 

I  hate  the  sin  that  made  Thee  mourn 
And  drove  Thee  from  my  breast. 


The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  Thy  throne,! 

And  worship  only  Thee.  * 


So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
Calm  and  serene   my  frame  ; 

So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb.    Amen, 


63 

JESUS  !  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  Thee ! 
Ashamed  of  Thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose   glories    shine    thro'    endless 
days  ? 

2 
Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  sooner  far 
Let  night  disown  each  radiant  star; 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul,  till  He, 
Bright    Morning    Star,  bid    darkness 
flee. 

3 

Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  O  as  soon 
Let  morning  blush  to  own  the  sun  ; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 


Ashamed  of  Jeeus  !  that  dear  Friend» 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heav'n  depend  • 
No  ;  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shamei 
That  I  no  more  revere  His  Name. 


Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  empty  pride  ; 
I'll  boast  a  Saviour  crucified ; 
And  O  may  this  my  portion  be, 
My  Saviour  not  ashamed  of  me.  Amen 


64 

ANLY  one  prayer  to-day, 
^     One  earnest,  tearfufplea ; 
A  litany  from  out  the  heart — 
Have  mercy,  Lord,  on  me. 


Altho'  my  sin  is  great, 

Still  to  my  God  I  flee ; 
Yes,  I  can  dare  look  up,  and  say, 

"Have  rm;rcy.  Lord,  on  me." 


HYMNS   FOR   MISSIONS. 


3 
Because  of  Jesus'  Cross, 

And  that  unfathom'd  sea —  [world, 
The    crimson  tide    which  laves  the 

Have  mercy,  Lord,  on  me. 


^To  other  Name  than  His, 
My  hope,  my  help  may  be  : 

Oh,  by  that  one  all-saving  Name, 
Have  mercy,  Lord,  on  me. 


In  garb  of  sorrow  clad 
I  crave  Thy  pardon  free  ; 

In  life  to  die,  in  death  to  live- 
Have  mercy,  Lord,  on  me. 


65 

U  VET  there  is  room!" 

*■    The  Lamb's  bright  hall  of  song, 
With  its  fair  glory,  beckons  thee  along. 

Room,  room,  still  room, 
Oh,  enter,  enter  now  ! 


Day  is  declining,  and  the  sun  is  low  : 
The  shadows  lengthen,  light  makes 
haste  to  go. 


The  bridal  hall  is  filling  for  the  feast, 
Pass  in,  pass  in  and  be  the  Bride- 
groom's guest. 


It  fills,  it  fills  that  hall  of  jubilee  ! 
Make  haste,  make  haste:  'tis  not  too 
full  for  thee. 


<Yet  there  is  room  !    Still  open  stands 

the  gate,  [late. 

7  he  gate  of   love;  it  is  not  yet  too 


Pass  in,  pass  in  !   That  banquet  is  for 

thee; 
That  cup  of  everlasting  love  is  free. 


All  heaven  isthei-e;  all  joy  !    Go  in,  go 

in,  [win. 

The  angels  beckon  thee  the  prize  to 

8 

Louder  and  sweeter, sounds  the  loving 

call:  [tal  hall. 

Come,  lingerer,  come;  enter  that  fes- 


Ere  night  that  gate  may  close,  and 

seal  thy  doom: 
Thei"   the  last,  low,   long  cry,   "  No 

room,  no  room  !  " 
Ref. — "  No  room,  no  room  !"     Oh, 

woeful  cry,  "  No  room  !  " 


66 

IORD,  I  hear  of  show'rs  of  blessing, 
J     Thou  art  scatt'ring  full  and  free  ! 
Show'rs  the  thirsty  land  refreshing; 
Let  one  drop  but  fall  on  me — 

Even  me  ! 


Pass  me  not  !  O  gracious  Father  ! 

Sinful  though  my  heart  may  be; 
Thou  might'st  punish,  but  the  rather 

Let  Thy  mercy  light  on  me— 

Even  me  ! 


Pass  me  not !  O  tender  Saviour  ! 

Let  me  love  and  cling  to  Thee; 
I  am  longing  for  Thy  favor; 

Whilst  Thou'rt  calling,  O  call  me— 
Even  me 


IITMXS  FOB   MISSIONS. 


Pass  me  not !  0  mighty  Spirit ! 

Thou  canst  make  the  blind  to  see; 
"Witnesser  of  Jesus'  merit, 

Speak  the  word  of  power  to  me — 
Even  mc  ! 


Have  I  long  in  sin  been  sleeping — 
Long  been  slighting,  grieving  Thee  ? 

Has  the  Avorld  my  heart  been  keeping  ? 
O  forgive  and  rescue  mc — 

Even  me  ! 


Love  of  God — so  pure  and  changless; 
Blood  of  God— so  rich  and  free; 

Grace  of  God — so  strong  and  bound- 
Magnify  it  all  in  me —  [less, 
Even  me ! 


Pass  me  not !'  this  lost  one  bringing, 
Tis  but  one   more,  Lord,  for  Thee  ! 

All  my  heart  to  Thee  is  springing, 
Blessing  others,  oh,  bless  me — 

Even  me  ! 


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T'M  but  a  stranger  here, 
■*-  Heaven  is  my  home; 
Earth  is  a  desert  drear, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 
Danger  and  sorrow  stand 
Round  me  on  ev'ry  hand; 
Heaven  is  my  fatherland, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 


What  the'  the  tempest  rage, 
Heaven  is  my  home; 

Short  is  my  pilgrimage, 
Heaven  is  mv  home. 


And  Time's  wild  wintry  blast 
Soon  will  be  over-past; 
I  shall  reach  home  at  last, 
Heaven  is  mv  home. 


Therefore  I  murmur  not; 

Heaven  is  my  home; 
Whate'er  my  earthly  lot, 

Hea\en  is  my  home. 
And  I  shall  surely  stand 
There  at  my  Lord's  right  hand, 
Heaven  is  my  fatherland, 

Heaven  is  mv  home.     Amen. 


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JESUS,  still  lead  on, 
f*     Till  our  rest  be  won; 
And,  altho'  the  way  be  cheerless, 
We  will  follow  calm  and  fearless; 

Guide  us  by  Thy  hand, 

To  our  Fatherland. 


If  the  way  be  drear, 

If  the  foe  be  near, 
Let  not  faithless  fears  o'ertake  us, 
Let  not  faith  and  hope  forsake  us; 

For  through  many  a  foe 

To  our  home  we  go. 


When  we  seek  relief 

From  a  long-felt  grief, 
When  oppressed  by  new  temptations^ 
Lord,  increase  and  perfect  patience: 

Show  us  that  bright  shore 

Where  we  weep  no  more. 


Jesus,  still  lead  on, 

Till  our  rest  be  won: 
Heavenly  Leader,  still  direct  us, 
Still  support,  console,  protect  us. 

Till  we  safely  stand 

In  our  Fatherland.     Amen. 


HYMNS  FOE   MISSIONS. 


89 

NEARER,  my  (\  3,  to  Thee, 
Nearer  to  Thee; 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 
Nearer  to  Thee. 


Though  like  a  wanderer, 
The  sun  gone  down, 

Darkness  be  over  me, 
My  rest  a  stone; 

Yet  in  mv  dreams  I'd  be 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee; 
Nearer  to  Thee. 


There  let  the  way  appear 
Steps  unto  heaven; 

All  that  Thou  sendest  me 
In  mercy  given; 

Angels  to  beckon  me 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 
Nearer  to  Thee. 


Then  with  my  waking  thoughts, 
Bright  with  Thy  praise, 

Out  of  my  stony  griefs 
Bethel  I'll  raise; 

So  by  my  woes  to  be 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 
Nearer  to  Thee. 


And,  when  on  joyful  wing, 

Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  mocn,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be. 
^earer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee.    Amen. 


70 

JESUS  my  Lord,  my  God,  my  All, 
Hear  me,  blest  Saviour,  when  I  call; 
Hear    me,    and  from  Thy    dwelling 

place, 
Pour  down  the  riches  of  Thy  grace; 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  Thee  adore, 
O  make  me  love  Thee  more  and 


Jesus,  too  late  I  Thee  have  sought, 
How  can  I  love  Thee  as  I  ought  ? 
And  how  extol  Thy  matchless  fame, 
The  glorious  beauty  of  Thy  name  ? 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  Thee  adore, 
O  make  me  love  Thee  more  and 
more. 

3 
Jesus,  what  didst  Thou  find  in  me, 
That  Thou  hast  dealt  so  lovingly  ? 
How  great  the  joy  that  Thou  hast 

brought, 
So  far  exceeding  hope  or  thought: 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  Thee  adore, 
O  make  me  love  Thee  more  and 
more. 

4 
Jesus,  of  Thee  shall  be  my  song, 
To  Thee  my  heart  and  soul  belong; 
All  that  I  have  or  am  is  Thine, 
And  Thou  blest   Saviour,   Thou   art 
mine; 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  Thee  adore, 
0  make  me  love  Thee  more  and 
more. 


71 

LOVE  divine,  all  love  excelling, 
Joy  of   heav'n,  to   earth  come 
down  ! 
Fix  in  us  Thy  humble  dwelling, 
All  Thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 


HYMNS  FOR   MISSIONS. 


Jesus,  Thou  art  all  compassion, 
Pure  unbounded  love  Thou  art  ; 

Visit  us  with  Thy  salvation, 
Enter  ev'ry  tumbling  heart. 


It  tells  me  of  a  Saviour's  love 

Who  died  to  set  me  free  ; 
I  It  tells  me  of  His  precious  blood, 
The  sinner's  perfect  plea. 


Breathe,  oh  breathe  Thy  loving  spirit 

Into  ev'ry  loving  breast  ; 
Let  us  all  in  Thee"mherit, 

Let  us  find  Thy  promised  rest : 
Take  away  the  love  of  sinning, 

Alpha  and  Omega  be — 
End  of  faith,  as  its  beginning, 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 


Come,  Almighty,  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  Thy  grace  receive  : 
Suddenly  return,  and  never, 

Never  more  Thy  temples  leave. 
Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing ; 

Serve  Thee  as  Thy  hosts  above  ; 
Pray  and  praise  Thee  without  ceasing ; 

Glory  in  Thy  perfect  love. 


Finish  then  Thy  new  creation, 

Pure  and  spotless  let  us  be  : 
Let  us  see  Thy  great  salvation, 

Perfectly  restored  in  Thee. 
Changed  from  glory  into  glory, 

TnTin  heaven  we  take  our  place  : 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  Thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 


72 

THERE  is  a  Name  I  love  to  hear ; 
I  love  to  sing  its  worth  ; 
It  sounds  like  music  in  mine  ear. 
The  sweetes   name  on  earth. 


It  tells  me  of  a  Father's  smile 

Beaming  upon  His  child  ; 
It  cheers  me  through  this  little  while, 

Through  desert,  wraste  and  wild. 


Jesus,  the  name  I  love  so  well, 
The  name  I  love  to  hear  ; 

No  saint  on  earth  its  worth  can  tell. 
No  heart  conceive  how  dear. 


This  name  shall  shed  its  fragrance 
Along  this  thorny  road,  [still 

Shall  sweetly  smooth  the  rugged  hill 
That  leads  me  up  to  God. 


And  there  with  all  the  blood-bought 
From  sin  and  sorrow  free,  [throng, 

I'll  sing  the  new  eternal  song 
Of  Jesus'  love  to  me. 


73 

YE  that  pass  by,  behold  the  Man, 
The  man  of  Griefs  condemned  for 
you  ! 
The  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain, 
Weeping  to  Calvary  pursue. 


See  there  His  temples  crown'd  with 
thorns, 
His  bleeding  hands  extended  wide. 


RYMN8  FOR    MISSIONS. 


«t 


His   6treamiug    feet    transfixed    and 
torn, 
The  fountain  gushing  from  His  side  ! 


Where  is  the  King  of  Glory  now  ! — 
The  everlasting  Son  of  God  ? 

Th'    Immortal    hangs    His    languid 

hrow  ;  [load. 

Th'   Almighty    faints   beneath  His 


Beneath  my  load  He  faints  and  dies  : 
/  filled  His  soul  with  pangs    un- 
known, 

/caused  those  mortal  groans  and  cries 
/  killed  the  Father's  only  Son. 


74 

COME  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare 
Jesus  loves  to  answer  pray'r ; 
He  Himself  has  bid  lhee  pray, 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 


Thou  art  coming  to  a  King, — 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring  ; 
For  His  grace  and  pow'r  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3 

With  my  burden  I  begin  : 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin  ; 
Let  Thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 


Lord,  I  come  to  Thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 
There  Thy  blood-bought  right  main- 
And  without  a  rival  reign.  [tain, 


While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  Thy  love  my  spirit  cheer  ; 
As  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 


75 

HOW    sweet   the     name    of   Jesus 
In  a  believer's  ear  !  [sounds 

It    soothes    his    sorrows,    heals    his 
And  drives  away  his  fear,  [wounds, 


It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 
And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 

'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3 

Dear  Name,   the    rock  on  which    I 
My  shield  and  hiding-place,  [build, 

My  never-failing  treasury  filled 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace. 


Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 
And  cold  my  warmest  thought : 

But  when  I  see  Thee  as  Thou  art, 
I'll  praise  Thee  as  I  ought. 


Till  then  I  would  Thy  love  proclaim 
With  every  fleeting  breath  ; 

And  may  the  music  of  Thy  Name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death.   Amen. 


76 

ART  thou  weary,  art  thou  languid, 
Art  thou  sore  distrest  ? 
"Come   to   Me,"    eaith  One,   "and 
Be  at  rest !  "  [coming, 


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HYMNS   FOB   MISSIONS 


Hath  He  marks  to  lead  me  to  Him; 

If  He  be  my  guide  ? 
"  In  His  feet  "and   hands   are  wound- 
And  His  side  1 "  [prints 


Is  there  diadem,  as  monarch, 

That  his  brow  adorns  ? 
"Yes,  a  crown,  in  very  surety. 
But  of  thorns  !  " 


If  I  ask  Him  to  receive  me, 
Wi  !1  He  say  me  nay  ? 

"  Not  till  earth  and  not  till  heaven 
Pass  away  !  " 


If  I  still  hold  closely  to  Him, 

What  hath  Heat  last? 
M  Sorrow  vanquished,  labor  ended, 
Jordan  past !  " 


Finding,  following,  serving,  trusting, 

Is  He  sure  to  bless  ? 
"Angels,  Martyrs,  Prophets,  Virgins, 
Answer,  Yes  .'" 


77 


"VTO  :  not  despairingly 
i*     Come  I  to  Thee  ; 
No  ;  not  distrustingly 

Bend  I  the  knee. 
Sin  hath  gone  over  me. 
Yet  is  this  still  my  plea, 
YeL  is  this  still  my  plea, 

Jesus  hath  died. 


Ah,  mine  iniquity 

Crimson  hath  been, 
Infinite,  infinite, 


Sin  upon  sin ; 
Sin  of  not  loving  Thee, 
Sin  of  not  trusting  Thee, 

Infinite  sin. 

3 

Lord,  I  confess  to  Thee 

Sadlv  my  sin  ; 
All  I  am,  tell  I  Thee, 

All  I  have  been. 
Purge  Thou  my  sin  away, 
Wash  Thou  my  soul  this  day. 

Lord,  make  me  clean. 


Faithful  and  just  art  Thou, 

Forgiving  all ; 
Loving  and  kind  art  Thou, 

When  poor  ones  call ; 
Lord,  let  the  cleansing  blood, 
Blood  of  the  Lamb  of  God, 

Pass  o'er  my  soul. 


Then  all  is  peace  and  light 

This  soul  within  : 
Thus  shall  I  walk  with  Thee 

The  loved  unseen. 
Leaning  on  Thee  my  God, 
Guided  along  the  road, 

Nothing  between.      Amen. 


78 

H  (CHRISTIAN!    seek    not  yet 

v    pose," 

Hear  thy  guardian  Angel  say  ; 
Thou  art  in  the  midst  of  foes  ; 

"  Watch  and  pray.' 


Principalities  and  pow'rs, 

Must'ring  their  unseen  array, 
Wait  for  thy  unguarded  hours  ; 
"Watch  and  pray. 


imfXS   FOR    MISSIONS. 


Gird  thy  heavenly  armor  on, 

Wear  it  ever  night  and  day  ; 
Ambushed  lies  the  evil  one  ; 

"  Watch  and  pray. 


Hear  the  victors  who  o'ercame  ; 

Still  they  mark  each  warrior's  way 
All  with  one  sweet  voice  exclaim, 
"  Watch  and  pray." 


Hear,  above  all,  hear  thy  Lord, 

Him  thou  lovest  to  obey  ; 
Hide  within  thy  heart  His  Word, 
"  Watch  and  pray.'' 


Watch,  as  if  on  that  alone 

Hun?  the  issue  of  the  day  : 
Pray,  that  help  may  be  sent  down  ; 
"  Watch  and  pray." 


79 

pEVIVE  Thy  work,  O  Lord, 
-» ^    Thy  mighty  arm  make  bare  ; 
Speak  with  the  voice  that  wakes  the 
And  make  Thy  people  hear,   [dead, 


Revive  Thy  work,  O  Lord, 
Disturb  this  sleep  of  death  ; 

Quicken  the  smouldering  embers  now 
By  Thine  Almighty  breath. 


Revive  Thy  work,  0  Lord, 
Create  soul-thirst  for  Thee  : 

And  hungering  for  the  bread  of  life, 
Oh  may  our  spirits  be  ! 


Revive  Thy  work,  O  Lord, 
Exalt  Thy  precious  Name  : 

And,  by  the  Holy  Ghost,  our  love 
For  Thee  and  Thine  inflame. 


Revive  Thy  work,  O  Lord, 
And  give  refreshing  showers 

The  glory  shall  be  allThine  own, 
The  blessing,  Lord,  be  ours  ? 


80 

r)OCK  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
^    Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee  ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  Thy  riven  side  which  flow'd. 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 
Save  me  from  its  guilt  and  pow'r. 

2 

Not  the  labor  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfil  Thy  law's  demands  ; 
Could  my  zeal  no  respite  known, 
Could  my  tears  forever  flow, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone  ; 
Thou  must  save  and  Thou  alone. 

3 

Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring, 
Simply  to  Thy  cross  I  cling  ; 
Naked,  come  to  Thee  for  dress, 
Helpless  look  to  Thee  for  grace  ; 
Foul,  I  to  the  fountain  fly, 
Wash  me,  Saviour,  or  I  die. 


While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  mine  eyes  shall  close  in  death, 
When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknown, 
See  Thee  on  Thy  judgment  throne,—- 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  mvself  in  Thee. 


40 

81 


HYMXS   FOE    MISS  I  n.Y. 


0|  DO  not  let  the  word  depart, 
•    And    close  thine  eyes    against 
the  light  ! 
Poor  sinner,  harden  not  the  heart  ; 
Thou  would'st  be  sav'd — Why  not 
to-night  ? 


To-morrow's  sun  may  never  rise, 
To  bless  thy  Ion?  deluded  sight  ; 

This  is  the  time  !  Oh,  then  be  wise  ! 
Thou  would'st  be  saved — Why  not 
to-nis:ht  ? 


The  world  has  nothing  left  to  give — 
It  has  no  new,  no  pure  delight ; 

Oh,   try  the  life  which  Christians  live  ! 
Thou  would'st  be  saved — Why  not 
to-night  ? 


Our  God  m  pity  lingers  still, 
And  wilt  thou  thus  His  love  requite? 

Renounce  at  length  thy  stubborn  will, 
Thou  would'st  be  saved — Why  not 
to-night  ? 


Our  blessed  Lord  refuses  none 
Who  would  to  Him  their  souls  unite; 

Then  be  the  work  of  grace  begun  ? 
Thou  would'st  be  saved — Why  not 
to-night? 


82 

OFOK  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 
7     A.  heart  from  sin  set  free, 
A  heart  that's  sprinkled  with  the  blood 
So  freely  shed  forme  : — 


A  heart  resign 'd,  submissive,  meek, 
My  great  Redeemer's  throne. 

Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone  ; — 


A  humble,  holy,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true  and  clean, 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 

From  Him  that  dwells  within. 


A  heart  in  ev'ry  thought  renew'd, 
And  filled  with  love  divine,     [good, 

Perfect,   and    right,    and    pure,    and 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  Thine  ;  — 


Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart ; 

Come  quickly  from  above, 
Write  Thy  new  Name  upon  my  heart, 

Thy  new  best  Name  of  Love. 


83 

TESUS,  the  very  thought  of  Thee 
u     With  sweetness  fills  the  breast 
But  sweeter  far  Thy  face  to  see, 
And  in  Thy  presence  rest. 


No    voice    can    sing,    no   heart    can 
Nor  can  the  memoiy  find,      [frame, 

A  sweeter  sound  than  Jesus'  Name, 
The  Saviour  of  mankind. 


8 


O  hope  of  every  contrite  heart, 

O  joy  of  all  the  meek, 
To  those  who  fall,  how  kind  Thou  art ! 

How  good  to  those  who  seek  ! 


TTYMXS  fos  mi&sioxs. 


41 


But  what  to  those  who  find  ?  Ah  !  this 
Nor  tongue  nor  pen  can  show, 

The  Love  of  Jesus,  what  it  is 
None  but  His  loved  ones  know. 


Jesus  our  only  joy  be  Thou, 
As  Thou  our  prize  wilt  be  ; 

In  Thee  be  all  our  glory  now, 
And  through  eteruity.     Amen. 


84 

AT  even,  ere  the  sun  was  set,      [lay  ; 
The  sick,  O  Lord,  around  Thee 
Oh,  hi  what  divers  pains  they  met  ! 
Oh  !  with  what  joy  they  went  away  ! 


Once  more  'tis  even-tide,  and  we 
Oppress'd  with  various   ills,  draw 
near ; 
What  if  Thy  form  we  cannot  see  ? 
We  know  and  feel  that  Thou  art 
here. 

3 
O,  Saviour  Christ,  our  woes  dispel ; 

For  some  are  sick  and  some  are  sad, 
And  some  have  never  lov'd  Thee  well, 
And  some  have  lost  the  love  they 
had. 


And  some  have  found  the  world  is 

vain,  [free ; 

Yet  from  the  world  they  break  not 

And  some  have  friends  who  give  them 

pain, 

Yet  have  not  sought  a  friend  in  Thee. 

5 

And  none,  O  Lord,  have  perfect  rest, 
For  none  are  wholly  free  from  sin  ; 


And  they  who  fain  would  serve  Thee 
best, 
Are  conscious  most  of  wrong  within. 


O,  Saviour  Christ,  Thou  too  art  Man, 

Thou  hast  been  troubled,  tempted; 

tried,  [scan 

Thy  kind  but   searching  glance  can 

The  very  wounds  that  shame  would 

hide. 


Thy  touch  has  still  its  ancient  power; 

No   word  from  Thee  can  fruitless 
fall; 
Hear,  in  this  solemn  evening  hour, 

And  in  Thy  mercy  heal  us  all. 


85 

pOME  !  with  all  Thy  sorrow, 
^    Weary  wandering  soul, 
Come  to  Him  who  loves  thee, 
He  will  make  thee  whole. 

There  is  rest  in  Jesus, 
Sweet,  sweet  rest ! 

2 

He,  thy  strength  in  weakness, 

Will  thy  refuge  be, 
Cast  on  Him  thy  burden, 
He  will  care  for  thee, 

There  is  rest  in  Jesus, 
Sweet,  sweet  rest ! 


Come,  in  faith  believing. 

To  His  will  resigned, 
Ask  and  He  will  give  thee, 
Seek  and  ye  shall  find. 

There  is  rest  in  Jesus- 
Sweet,  sweet  rest ! 


IIYXXS  FOR   MISSIONS. 


See  the  door  of  mercy  ! 

Would't  thou  enter  there  ? 
JKnock  arid  He  will  open, 
Lo  !  the  key  is  pi  ayer. 

There  is  rest  "in  Jssus, 
Sweet,  sweet  rest ! 


86 

JUST  as  1  am,  without  one  plea, 
But  that  Thy  blood  was  shed  for 
me,  [Thee, 

And  that  Thou   bidd'st  me  come  to 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 


Just  as  I  am,  of  that  free  love 

The    breadth,    length,    depth,    and 

height  to  prove, 
Here  for  a  season,  then  above, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 


87 

WEARY  of  earth  and  laden  with  mv 
"  sin,  [in"; 

I  look  to  Heav'n   and  long  to  enter 
But  there  no  evil  thing  may  find  a 
home,  ["Come." 

And  vet  I  heard  a  voice  that  bids  me 


Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 
To  Thee,  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  !      [spot, 


Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
"With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
Fightings'and  fears  within,  without, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 


Just  as  I  am,  poor,  wretched,  blind, 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  Thee  to  find, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 


Just  as  I  am  Thou  wilt  receive, 
"Wilt  welcome,   pardon,   cleanse,   re- 
Because  Thy  promise  I  believe,  [lieve! 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 

6 
Just  as  I  am  (Thy  love  unknown 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down,) 
Now  to  be  Thine,  yea.  Thine  alone, 
O  Lamb  of  God.  I  come  ! 


1  So  vile  I  am, 
stand 


how  dare  I  hope  to 


In  the  pure  glory  of  that  holy  land? 
Before  the  whiteness  of  that  throne 
appear  ?  [draw  me  near. 

Yet  there  are  Hands  stretched  out  to 

3 
The    while    I    fain  would  tread  the 

heavenly  way, 
Evil  is  ever  Vith'me  day  by  day  ; 
Yet  on  mine  ears  the  gracious  tidings 

fall,  [loosed  from  all." 

"  Repent,    confess,    thou    shalt    be 


,  It  is  the  voice  of  Jesus  that  I  hear, 

1  His  are  the  Hands  stretched  out  to 

draw  me  near,  [atone, 

And  His  the  blood  that  can  for  all 

'  And  set  me  faultless  there  before  the 

throne. 


'Twas  He  who  found  me  outhe  death- 
ly wild,  [Father's  child. 
And  "made  me  heir  of  heaven,  tha 


HYMNS  FOE   MISSIONS. 


43 


And  day  by  day,  whereby  my  soul  may 

live,  [give. 

Gives  me  His  grace  of  pardon,  and  will 


0  great  Absolver,  grant  my  soul  may 
wear  [prayer ; 

The  lowliest  garb   of  penitence  and 

That  in  the  Father's  courts  my  glor- 
ious dress  [eousness. 

May  be  the  garment  of  Thy   right- 


Yea,  Thou  wilt  answer  for  me  right- 
eous Lord  ;  [reward ; 

Thine  all  the  merit,   mine  the  great 

Thine  the  sharp  thorns,  and  mine  the 
golden  crown  ;  [laid  down. 

Mine  the  life  won,  and  Thine  the  life 


Naught  can  I  bring,  dear  Lord,  for  all 
I  owe,  [bestow ; 

Yet  let   my  full   heart,  what  it  can, 

Like  Mary's  gift  let  my  devotion 
prove, — 

Forgiven  greatly,  how  I  greatly  love. 


88 

THO'  love  may  weep  with  breaking 
heart,  [Thine, 

There  comes,   O  Christ,  a  day  of 
There  is  a  morning  star  may  shine, 
And  all  these  shadows  shall  depart, 

There  is  a  morning  star  may  shine, 
And  all  these  shadows  shall  depart. 


may 


2 
droop 


and  tremble 


Tho'  faith 
here, 

That  day  of  light  shall  surely  come — 
His  path  hath  led  him  safely  home, 
When  twilight   breaks,  the  dawn  is 
near. 


3 
Tho'  hope    seem   to  have  hoped  in 

vain, 
And  Death  seem  King  of  all  below  ; 
There  yet  shall  come  the  morning 

glow, 
And  wake  our  slumb'rers  once  again. 


89 

ON  the  Resurrection  morning, 
Soul  and  body  meet  again  ; 
No  more  sorrow,  no  more  weeping, 
No  more  pain  ! 


Here  awhile  they  must  be  parted, 
And  the  flesh  its  Sabbath  keep, 
Waiting  in  a  holy  stillness — 
Wrapt  in  sleep. 

3 

For  a  space  the  tired  body 

Lies  with  feet  toward  the  dawn. 
Till  there  breaks  the  last  and  bright- 
Eastern  morn.  [est 


But  thy  soul  in  contemplation, 

Utters  earnest  prayer  and  strong, 
Breaking  at  the  Resurrection 
Into  song. 


Soul  and  body  reunited, 

Thenceforth  nothing  shall  divide, 
Waking  up  in  Christ's"  own  likeness, 
Satisfied. 


Oh  !  the  beauty,  oh  !  the  gladness 

Of  that  Resurrection  day  ! 
Which  shall  not,  thro'  endless  ages, 
Pass  away  1 


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HYMNS  FOR   MISSIONS. 


On  that  happy  Easter  morning 

All  the  graves  their  dead  restore  : 
Father,  sister,  child  and  mother, 
Meet  once  more. 
8 
To  that  brightest  of  all  meetings 
Bring  us,  Jesus  Christ,  at  last ; 
To  Thy  Cross,  thro'  death  and  judg- 
Holdingfast.  [ment, 


90 

LORD,  in  this  Thy  mercy's  day, 
Ere  it  pass  for  aye  away, 
On  our  knees  Ave  fall  and  pray. 

2 
Holy  Jesus,  grant  us  tears, 
Fill  us  with  heart-searching  fears, 
Ere  that  awful  doom  appears. 

3 
Lord,  on  us  Thy  Spirit  pour, 
Kneeling  lowly  at  the  door, 
Ere  it  close  for  evermore. 

4 
By  Thy  night  of  agony, 
By  Thy  supplicating  cry, 
By  Thy  willingness  to  die. 

5 
By  Thy  tears  of  bitter  woe 
For  Jerusalem  below, 
Let  us  not  Thy  love  forego. 


Grant  us  'neath  Thy  wings  a  place, 
Lest  we  lose  this  day  of  grace, 
Ere  our  eyes  behold  Thy  face. 

91 

JESUS,  Thou  joy  of  loving  hearts  ; 
Thou  Fount  of  Life,  Thou  Light 
of  men, 


From  the  best  bliss  that  earth  imparts, 
We  turn  unfilled  to  Thee  again. 

2 

Thy  truth  unchanged  hath  ever  stood ; 

Thou  savest  those  that  on  Thee  call ; 
To  them  that  seek  Thee,  Thou  art 
good  ; 

To  them  that  find  Thee,  All  in  All. 


We  taste  Thee,  O  Thou  living  Bread, 

And  long  to  feast  upon  Thee  still ; 

We  drink  of  Thee,  the  Fountain  head, 

And  thirst  our  souls  from  Thee  to 

fill. 

4 
Our  restless  spirits  yearn  for  Thee, 

Where'er  our  changeful  lot  is  cast ; 

Glad,  when  Thy  gracious  smile   we 

see  ;  [fast. 

Blest,  when  our  faith  can  hold  Thee 


0  Jesus,  ever  with  us  stay  ;    [bright ; 
Make  all  our  moments  calm  and 

Chase  the  dark  night  of  sin  away  ; 
Shed  o'er  the  world  Thy  holy  light. 

'A  MEN. 

92 

THE  King  of  Love  my  Shepherd  is, 
Whose  goodness  faileth  never  ; 

1  nothing  lack  if  I  am  His, 
And  He  is  mine  for  ever. 

2 
Where  streams  of  living  water  flow 

My  ransomed  soul  He  leadeth, 
And  where  the  verdant  pastures  grow, 

With  food  celestial  feedeth. 


Perverse  and  foolish  oft  I  strayed, 
And  yet  in  love  He  sought  me, 

And  on  His  Shoulder  gently  laid, 
And  home,  rejoicing,  brought  me. 


HYMNS  FOR   MISSIONS. 


\  In  death's  dark  vale  I  fear  no  ill 
)     With  Thee,  dear  Lord,  beside  me 
Thy  rod  and  staff  my  comfort  still, 
Thy  Cross  before  to  guide  me. 


Thou  spread'st  a  Table  in  my  sight, 
Thy  Unction,  grace  bestoweth, 

And  oh  !  what  transport  of  delight 
From  Thy  pure  Chalice  floweth. 


And  so,  through  all  the  length  of  days. 
Thy  goodness  faileth  never : 

Good  Shepherd,  may  I  sing  Thy  praise 
Within  Thy  house  for  ever. 

93 

0  MOST  merciful, 
O  most  bountiful, 
God  the  Father  Almighty, 

By  the  Redeemer's 
Sweet  intercession, 
Hear  us,  help  us 
When  we  cry.  Amen. 

94 

OTHOU  to  whose  all  searching  sight 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light ; 
Search,   prove  my  heart,   it  looks  to 

Thee, 
O  burst  its  bonds  and  set  it  free. 


Wash  out  its  stains,  remove  its  dross, 
Bind  my  affections  to  the  Cross  ; 
Hallow  each  thought ;  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  Thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3 
If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 
Be  Thou  my  light,  be  Thou  my  way  ; 
No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear,        [near. 
No  harm,  while  Thou,  my  God,  art 


When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe, 
Jesus,  Thy  timely  aid  impart,  [heart, 
And  raise  my   head,  and  cheer  my 


Saviour,  where'er  Thy  steps  I  see, 
Dauntless,  untired,  I  follow  Thee; 
O  let  Thy  hand  support  me  still, 
And  lead  me  to  Thy  holy  hill.    Amen. 


95 

TESUS,  my  Saviour,  look  on  me, 
^     For  I  am  weary  and  opprest ; 
I  come  to  cast  myself  on  Thee  : 
Thou  art  my  Rest. 

2 
Look  down  on  me,  for  I  am  weak, 

I  feel  the  toilsome  journey's  length  ; 
Thine  aid  omnipotent  I  seek  : 

Thou  art  my  Strength. 


I  am  bewilder'd  on  my  way, 

Dark  and  tempestuous  is  the  night; 

O  send  Thou  forth  some  cheering  ray  : 
Thou  art  my  Light. 


When  Satan  flings  his  fiery  darts, 
I  look  to  Thee  ;  my  terrors  cease  : 

Thy  Cross  a  hiding  place  imparts  : 
Thou  art  my  Peace. 


Standing  alone  on  Jordan's  brink, 
In  that  tremendous  latest  strife, 

Thou  wilt  not  suffer  me  to  sink : 
Thou  art  my  Life.    Amen. 


HYMNS   FOB    MISSION*. 


96 

WE  would  see  Jesus;  for  the  shadows 
lengthen  [life ; 

Across  this  little  landscape  of  our 
We  would  see  Jesus,  our  weak  faith 
to  strengthen,  [strife. 

For  the    last    weariness,  the  final 
2 
We  should  see  Jesus  ;  for  life's  hand 
hath  rested,  [and  brow  ; 

With  its  dark  touch  upon  both  heart 
And  tho'  our  souls  hath  many  a  billow 
breasted,  [now. 

Others   are   rising  in   the   distance 


We  would  see  Jesus,  the  great  rock 

foundation,  [ereigu  grace, 

Whereon   our  feet  were   set  by  sov- 

Nor   life  nor    death,  with    all  "their 

agitation,  [His  face. 

Can  thence  remove  us  if  we    see 


We  would  see  Jesus  :  other  lights  are 

paling,  [joiced  to  see  ; 

Which  for  long  years  we  have  re- 

The  blessings  of  our  pilgrimage   are 

failing,  [go  to  Thee. 

We  would  not  mourn  them,  for  we 


We  would  see  Jesus  :  yet  the   spirit 
lingers  [so  long, 

Round  the  dear  objects  it  has  loved 
And  earth  from  earth  can  scarce  un- 
clasp its  fingers  ;     [less  strong. 
Our  love  to  Thee  makes  not  this  love 


We  would  see  Jesus  :  sense  is  all  too 

blinding,  [away  ; 

And  heaven  appears  too  dim,  too  far 

We    would   see   Thee,    Thyself    our 

hearts  reminding,  [debt  to  pay. 

What  Thou  hast  suffered  our  great 


We  would  see  Jesus  :  this  is  all  we're 

needing  ;  [with  the  sight ; 

Strength,  joy,  and  willingness  come 

We  would  see  Jesus,   dying,   risen, 

pleading  ;  [mortal  night. 

Then  welcome  day,   and  farewell 

97 

WHEN    I    survey    the    wonderous 
Cross, 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And    pour    contempt    on    all    my 
pride. 

2 
Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast 

Save  in  the  Cross  of  Christ  my  God ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me 
I  sacrifice  them  to  His  blood,  [most, 
3 
See,  from  His  head,  His    hands,  His 
feet,  [down  ; 

Sorrow    and    love    flow    mingling 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet  : 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 
4 
Where  the    whole  realm  of   nature 
mine, 
That  were  an  offering  far  too  small 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 
Demands  my  l.fe,  my  soul,  my  all. 
5 
To  Christ,  who  won  for  sinners  grace 

By  bitter  grief  and  anguish  sore, 
Be  praise  from  all  the  ransomed  race 
For  ever  and  for  evermore. 

98 

OLORD  of  heaven  and  earth  and  sea 
To  Thee  all  praise  and  glory  be  ; 
How  shall  we  show  our  love  tp  Thee, 
Giver  of  all  ? 


HYMNS  FOB   MISSIONS. 


4? 


The  golden  sunshine,  vernal  air, 
Sweet  flow'rs  and  fruits  Thy  love  de- 
clare ; 
Where  harvests  ripen,  Thou  art  there, 
Giver  of  all. 
3 
For  peaceful  homes  and    healthful 

days, 
For  all  the  blessings  earth  displays, 
We  owe  Thee  thankfulness  and  praise, 
Giver  of  all. 


Thou  didst  not  spare  Thine  only  Son, 
But  gav'st  Him  for  a  world  undone, 
And  freely  with  that  blessed  One 
Thou  givest  all. 

5 
Thou  giv'st  the  Holy  Spirit's  dower, 
Spirit  of  life  and  love  and  power, 
And  dost  His  sevenfold  graces  shower 

Upon  us  all. 
6 
For  souls  redeemed,  for  sins  forgiven, 
For  means  of  grace  and    hopes  of 

heav'n, 
What  can  to  Thee,  0  Lord,  be  given, 

Who  givest  all  ? 

7 
We  lose  what  on  ourselves  we  spend ; 
We  have  as  treasure  without  end 
Whatever,  Lord,  to  Thee  we  lend, 
Who  givest  all. 

8 
Whatever,  Lord,  we  lend  to  Thee, 
Repaid  a  thousand  fold  will  be  ; 
Then  gladly  will  we  give  to  Thee, 

Giver  of  all. 
9 
To  Thee,  from  Whom  we  all  derive 
Our  life,  our  gifts,  our  powor  to  give, 
O  may  we  ever  with  Thee  live, 

Giver  of  all. 


99 

LOST  one  !  wand'ring  on  in  sadness, 
None  to  guide  or  comfort  Thee, 
Vainly  seeking  rest  and  gladness 

Far,  far  from  Me  ! 
Vainly  seeking  rest  and  gladness 
Far,  far  from  Me  ! 


Peace,  I  offer,  and  salvation, 

Pardon,    blood   bought,    full    and 
Spurn  no  more  my  invitation,    [free  ! 
Come  !  come  to  Me  ! 


Long  I've  watch'd  thee  blindly  straj-- 
Long  have  I  been  calling  thee,  fiug, 
Time  flies  swiftly— no  delaying, 
Haste  !  haste  to  Me  ! 


Lord,  I  come,  my  sins  confessing, 

Jesus'  blood  my  only  plea, 
Keep  me  in  the  paths  of  blessing, 
Close,  close  to  Thee. 
5 
Then  when  I  am  called  to  sever 

From  the  friends  so  dear  to  me, 
I  shall  dwell  in  heaven  forever, 
Blest,  blest  with  Thee. 

100 

PITY  on  us,  Heav'nly  Father, 
For  the  love  of  Jesus'  sake, 
And  with  Thine  own  Holy  Spirit, 
Save  us  for  Thy  mercies'  sake. 
2 
By  the  lonely  cradle  manger 

Over  which  the  angels  spake, 
Songs  of  peace,  and  words  of  wondar; 
Save  us  for  Thy  mercies'  sake. 
3 
By  the  tender  Human  Nature 

He  for  us  did  stoop  and  take, 

All  His  travail,  thirst  and  hunger  ; 

Save  us  for  Thy  mercies'  sake. 


48 


HTMX8  FOB   MISSIONS. 


By  the  tears,  whose  loving  kindness 
From  His  human  eyes  did  brake 

When  He  stood  by  humau  sorrow  ; 
Save  us  for  Thy  mercies'  sake. 
5 

By  tbe  words,   whose    free  forgive- 
In  the  dying  thief  did  wake      [ness 

Hope  of  Paradbe  and  pardon  ; 
Save  us  for  Thy  mercies'  sake. 
6 

By  the  thorns,  that  mocking  crown'd 
Him, 
By  the  bloody  sweat  that  brake 

From  His  brow,  in  bitter  anguish  ; 
Save  us  for  Thy  mercies'  sake. 
7 

By  His  limbs  outstretch'd  and  wound- 
By  the  cleft  the  spear  did  make,  [ed. 

By  the  Blood  and  by  the  Water  ; 
SaveusforThy.meVcies'  sake.  Amen 

101 

FOR  a  heart  by  sin  deceived, 
Bent,  with  forward  will,  to  take 
Its  own  downward  course  of  madness; 
Save  us  for  Thy  mercies'  sake. 
2 
From  a  soul  whose  death-like  slumber 

Will  not  at  Thy  call  awake, 
But  sleep  on,  nor  heed  its  danger  ; 
Save  us  for  Thy  mercies'  sake. 
■  3 
From  foul  hands  and  tho'ts  uncleanly 
That  their  resting  place  would  make 
In  the  souls  redeemed  by  Jesus, 
Save  us  for  Thy  mercies'  sake. 

4 
In  the  time  of  tears  and  laughter, 

When  we  sleep,  and  when  Ave  wake 
Rising,  resting,  coming,  going, 

Save  us  for  Thy  mercies'  sake. 


In  the  hour  of  our  departure,  [shake, 

When    life's    ling'ring    sands    do 
Through  the  cleansing  blood  of  Jesus 

Save  us  for  Thy  mercies'  sake. 
6 
In  the  glorious  Resurrection, 

When  the  dead  in  Christ  awake 
At  the  voice  of  the  Archangel, 

Save  us  for  Thy  mercies'  sake. 
7 
In  the  dreadful  day  of  Judgment, 

When   the    worlds     before    Thee 
quake, 
plead  our  cause,  O  God  our  Saviour; 

Save  us  for  Thy  mercies'  sake. 

102 

BY  the  gracious,  saving  call, 
Spoken  tenderly  to  all 
Who  have  sinned  in  Adam's  fall. 
We  beseech  Thee  hear  us  ! 
2 
By  the  nature  Jesus  wore, 
By  the  stripes  and  death  He  bore, 
By  His  life  for  ever  more, 

We  beseech  Thee  hear  us  ! 


By  the  love  that  longs  to  bless, 
Pitying  our  sore  distress, 
Leading  us  to  holiness, 

We  beseech  Thee  hear  us  ! 


By  the  love  so  calm  and  strong. 
Patient  still  to  suffer  wrong, 
And  our  day  of  grace  prolong, 
We  beseech  Thee  hear  us  ! 


By  the  love  that  speaks  within, 
Calling  us  to  flee  from  sin, 
And  the  joy  of  gladness  win, 

We  beseech  Thee  hear  us  1 


HYMN8   FOR    MISSIONS. 


«l 


By  the  love  that  bids  Thee  spare, 
By  the  Heaven  Thou  dost  prepare, 
By  Thy  promises  to  prayer, 

We  beseeeh  Thee  hear  us  ! 
Amen. 

J03 

JESUS,  we  are  far  away 
From  the  light  of  heavenly  day, 
Lost  in  paths  of  sin  we  stray; 
Lord,  in  mercy,  hear  us. 
2 
Deeper  has  the  darkness  grown, 
Saviour,  come  to  seek  Thine  own, 
Leave,  O  leave  us  not  alone; 
Lord,  in  mercy,  hear  us. 
3 
Thou  our  Great  Example  art, 
Thou  canst  needful  grace  impart 
To  the  wayward  earth-bound  heart; 
Lord,  in  mercy,  hear  us. 
4 
Foolish,  weak  and  sad  we  lie, 
Guard  us  with  Thy  loving  eye, 
Be  our  Helper,  always  nigh; 
Lord,  in  mercy,  hear  us. 
5 
Help  us  to  bewail  our  sin, 
And  in  heavenly  strength,  begin 
Daily  victories  to  win; 

Lord,  in  mercy,  hear  us. 
6 
Keep  us  lowly  that  we  may, 
Ever  watchful,  turn  away 
From  the  snares  our  tempters  lay; 
Lord,  in  mercy,  hear  us. 

7 
On  our  darkness  shed  Thy  light, 
L^ad  our  wills  to  what  is  right, 
I  Wash  our  evil  nature  white; 
Lord,  in  mercy,  hear  us. 


May  Thy  wisdom  be  our  guide, 
Comfort,  rest  and  peace  provide, 
Near  to  Thy  protecting  side; 
Lord,  in  mercy,  hear  us. 


May  the  world  seem  only  dross., 
May  we  welcome  shame  and  loss, 
Willingly  endure  the  cross; 
Lord,  in  mercy,  hear  us. 

10 
When  oppressed  with  troubles  sore. 
Teach  our  hearts  to  feel  the  more 
For  the  pangs  our  Saviour  bore; 
Lord,  in  mercy,  hear  us. 

11 
May  we  true  devotion  feel, 
To  our  God  a  holy  zeal 
For  our  fellow  creatures'  weal; 
Lord,  in  mercy,  hear  us. 

12 
May  we  selfishness  deny, 
And  the  body  mortify, 
Doing  deeds  of  charity; 

Lord,  in  mercy,  hear  us. 

13 

Make  us  earnest  when  we  pray, 
Diligent  from  day  to  day, 
Meaning,  doing  what  we  say; 
Lord,  in  mercy,  hear  us*. 

14 
Fix  our  hearts  on  things  on  high, 
I  Let  no  evil  thought  come  nigh, 
Purge  from  sin  our  memory; 
Lord,  in  mercy,  hear  us. 

15 
May  Thy  grace,  within  the  soul, 
Nature's  waywardness  control, 
Guiding  towards  the  heavenly  goal, 
Lord,  in  mercy,  hear  us. 


HTMXS  FOR   MISSIONS. 


16 

So  at  last,  from  sin  set  free, 
What  we  Jong  for,  may  we  see, 
And  forever  blessed  be; 

Lord,  in  mercy,  bear  us. 


104 

T  IGHT  that  from  that  dark  abyss 
-L*     Madest  all  things,  none  amiss, 
To  share  Thy  beauty,  share  Thy  bliss, 
Come  to  us:  O  come. 


Light  that  dost  o;er  all  things  reign, 
Life  that  dost  all  life  maintain; 
O  life  that  doth  create  again, 
Come  to  us:  0  come. 


Light  of  men,  that  left  the  skies, 
Light  that    look:d    through    human 

eyes, 
And  died  in  darkness  as  man  dies, 
Come  to  us:  O  come. 


Light  that  stoop'd  to  rise  and  raise. 
Soar'd  to  God  above  our  gaze, 
And  still  art  near  us,  all  the  days, 
Come  to  us:  0  come. 


Light  that  makest  manifest, 
Beautifiest,  hallo  west, 
Light  in  Thy  joyous  strength  at  rest, 
Come  to  us:  O  come. 


All  our  good  is  Thine  alone; 
All  our  evil  is  our  own ; 
O  drive  it  from  before  Thy  throne,- 
Come  to  us:  O  come. 


Works  of  darkness  put  away; 
With  Thy  harness  us  array 
To  walk  in  light  and  wait  for  day, 
And  for  Thee  to  come. 

9 

We  have  done  great  wrong  to  Thee, 
Yet  we  do  belong  to  Thee, 
0  make  our  life  one  song  to  Thee, 
Come  to  us  :  O  come. 

10 

Come  in  all  the  majesty 
Of  Thy  great  humility;  [Thee, 

Come,  the  whole  earth  cries  out  to 
Come  to  us:  0  come. 


105 

GOD  the  Father,  thron'd  on  high, 
Saviour,  who  didst  come  to  die, 
Spirit,  who  doth  sanctify, 
Save  us,  Holy  Trinity. 


Jesus,  Prince  of  life  and  light, 
Dwelling  now  in  glory  bright, 
Ruling  all  things  by  thy  might, 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 


Leave  us  not  to  say  we  see, 
While  we  shut  our  eyes  to  Thee, 
Who  knockestvery  patiently; 
Enter  Lord,  and  come. " 


|  Thou  Whose  Death  did  death  destroy, 
j  Who  through  pain  didst  pass  to  jo'i 
Endless  and  without  alloy, 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 


HYMNS  FOE   MISSIONS. 


Thou  who  didst  to  heaven  ascend, 
Still  to  be  the  sinners  Friend, 
Still  Thy  people  to  defend, 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 


Jesus,  raised  to  God's  right  hand, 
Round  Whose  Throne  the  angel  band 
Waits  Thy  Word  of  dread  command, 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

6 

Thou  Who  doth  the  sceptre  bear, 
And  in  heaven  a  place  prepare, 
That  we  may  be  with  Thee  there, 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus, 


Thou  Who  must  in  glory  reign, 
Conqueror  of  sin  and  pain, 
Till  no  enemy  remain, 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 


Jesus,  Who  art  glorified 
In  the  very  flesh  that  died, 
With  the  pierced  Hands  and  Side, 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

9 

Jesus,  though  enthroned  on  high, 
Still  for  our  infirmity 
Touched  with  human  sympathy, 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

10 

Jesus,  in  our  time  of  need 
Our  High  Priest  to  intercede, 
Living  still  Thy  Death  to  plead, 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 


106 

JESUS,  able  to  bestow 
"     On  Thy  struggling  Church  below, 
More  than  we  can  ask  or  know, 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 


Jesus,  Who  to  heaven  upborne, 
Didst  not  leave  Thy  Church  to  mourn, 
Orphaned,  comfortless,  forlorn, 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 


Thou  Who  still  our  Saviour  Friend, 
Didst  the  Holy  Spirit  send 
To  be  with  us  to  the  end, 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 


Jesus,  Who  Thy  Flesh  and  Blood, 
Offered  once  upon  the  Rood, 
Givest  for  Thy  children's  Food, 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 


Only  Balm  for  souls  distressed, 
Happiness  of  all  the  blessed, 
Peace  of  those  who  long  for  rest, 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

6 

Thou  Who,  as  Thou  once  didst  rise, 
Shalt  be  seen  by  human  eyes 
Coming  through  the  parted  skies, 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 


Thou  Who  then  on  quick  and  dead, 
All  for  whom  Thy  Blood  was  shed, 
Shalt  pronounce  the  judgment  dread, 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 


HYMNS  FOE   MISSIONS. 


Jesus,  God's  Incarnate  Son, 
By  Thy  work  for  sinners  done; 
By  the  gifts  for  sinners  won, 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 


That  while  pilgrims  toiling  here, 
We  Thy  Name  may  love  and  fear, 
And  to  death  may  persevere, 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

10 

That  when  earthly  toil  is  o'er, 
We,  in  rest  for  evermore, 
May  behold  Thee  and  adore, 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus; 


107 

TN  His  own  raiment  clad— 
*■    With  His  Blood  dyed, 
Women  walk  sorrowing 

By  His  side. 


Heavy  that  Cross  to  Him — 

Weary  the  weight — 
One  who  will  help  Him  waits 
At  the  irate. 


8 


See  !  they  are  travelling 

On  the  same  road — 
Simon  is  sharing  with 

Him  the  load. 


0,  whither  wandering, 

Bear  they  that  Tree  ? 

He  who  first  carries  it— 

Who  is  He  ? 


107-2 

FOLLOW  to  Calvary- 
Tread  where  He  trod, 
He  who  for  ever  was 

Son  of  God. 

2 
You  who  would  love  Him,  stand, 

Gaze  at  His  face; 
Tarry  awhile  on  your 

Earthly  race. 


As  the  swift  moments  fiy 

Through  the  Blest  Week, 
Read  the  great  story  the 

Cross  will  teach. 


Is  there  no  beauty  to 

You  who  pass  by, 
In  that  lone  figure  which 

Marks  the  sky  ? 


107-3 

ON  the  Cross  lifted, 
Thy  Face  I  scan- 
Bearing  that  Cross  for  me, 

Son  of  Man. 


Thorns  form  Thy  diadem, 

Rough  wood  thy  throne — 

For  us  Thy  Blood  is  shed— 

Us  alone. 


No  pillow  under  Thee 

To  rest  Thy  Head, 
Only  the  splintered  Cross,  -  - 
Is  Thy  bed. 


HYMNS   FOR    MISSIONS. 

107-4 


58 


Nails  pierce  Thy  Hands  and  Feet, 

Thy  Side  the  Spear; 
No  Yoice  is  nigh,  to  say, 

Help  is  near. 


Shadows  of  midnight  fall, 
>  'Though  it  is  day, 
Thy  friends  and  kinfolk  stand 
Far  away. 


6 


Loud  is  Thy  bitter  cry; 

Sunk  on  Thy  breast 
Hangeth  Thy  bleeding  Head, 
Without  rest. 


Loud  scoffs  the  dying  thief, 

Who  mocks  at  Thee — 
Can  it,  my  Saviour,  be 

All  for  me  ? 

8 

Gazing  afar  from  Thee, 

-    Silent  and  lone, 

Stand  those  few  weepers,  Thou 

Call'st  Thine  own. 


9 


I  see  Thy  Title,  Lord, 

Inscribed  above — 
"Jesus of  Nazareth," 

King  of  Love ! 

10 

What,  O  my  Saviour, 

Here  didst  Thou  see, 
Which  made  Thee  suffer  and 
Die  for  me ! 


CHILD  of  my  grief  and  pain, 
Watched  by  My  love — 
I  came  to  call  thee  to 

Realms  above. 


I  saw  thee  wandering 

Far  off  from  Me  ; 
In  love  I  seek  for  thee — 
Do  not  ft 


For  thee  My  blood  I  shed— 

For  thee  alone  : 
I  came  to  purchase  thee 

For  Mine  own. 


Weep  not  for  My  grief, 

Child  of  My  love — 
Strive  to  be  with  Me  in 

Heaven  above. 


107-5 

OH,  I  will  follow  Thee, 
Star  of  my  soul, 
Through  the  deep  shades  of  life, 
To  the  goal. 


Yes,  let  Thy  Cross  be  borne 

Each  day  by  me — 
Mind  not  how  heavy,  if 

But  with  Thee. 

3 
Lord,  if  Thou  only  wilt 
Make  me  Thine  own, 
Give  no  companion,  save 

Thee  alone. 


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HYMXS   FOB   MISSIONS. 


Grant  through  each  dav  of  life 

To  stand  by  Thee  ; 
With  Thee,  when  morning  breaks 
Ever  to  be. 


108 

TjAYS  and  moments  quickly  flying 
"     Speed  us  onward  to  the  dead : 
Oh  !  how  soon  shall  we  be  lying 
Each  within  his  narrow  bed  ! 


Jesus,  merciful  Redeemer, 

Rouse  dead  souls  to  hear  Thy  voice; 
"Wake,  O  wake  each  idle  dreamer 

Now  to  make  th'  eternal  choice. 


Mark  we  whither  we  are  wending  ; 

Ponder  how  we  soon  must  go 
To  inherit  bliss  unending, 

Or  eternity  of  woe. 


As  a  shadow  life  is  fleeting  ; 

As  a  vapor  so  it  flies  ; 
For  the  bygone  years  retreating 

Pardon  grant,  and  make  us  wise. 


Wise  that  we  our  days  may  number 
Strive  and  wrestle  with  our  sin, 

Stay  not  in  our  work  nor  slumber 
Till  Thy  holy  rest  we  win. 


6 


Soon  before  the  Judge  all  glorious 
We  with  all  the  dead  shall  stand  ; 

Saviour,  over  death  victorious, 
P. ace  us  theu  on  Thy  right  baud. 


[After  fourth  and  sixth  verses, \ 

Life  passeth  soon  ; 

Death  draweth  near ; 
Keep  us,  good  Lord, 

Till  Thou  appear ; 
With  Thee  to  live, 

With  Thee  to  die, 
With  Thee  to  reign 

Through  eternity  !    Amen. 


109 

MY  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray, 
■"*■    Far    from   my  home,   on  life' 

rough  way, 
O  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say, 

"  Thy  will  bedone." 


Though  dark  my  path  and  sad  my  lot, 
Let  me  be  still  and  murmur  not, 
And     breathe    the     prayer    divinely 
"  Thy  will  be  done."     [taught, 


What  though  in  lonely  grief  I  sigh 
For  friends  beloved  no  longer  nigh, 
Submissive  still  would  I  reply, 
"  Thy  will  be  done." 


If  Thou  shouldst  call  me  to  resign 
What  most  I  prize— it  ne'er  was  mine; 
I  onlv  yield  Thee  what  was  Thine — 
"  "Thy  will  be  done." 


Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day, 
Blend  it  with  Thine,  and  take  away 
All  that  now  makes  it  hard  to  say, 
"  Thy  will  bedone." 


HYMNS   FOR    MISSIONS. 


•Let  but  my  fainting  heart  be  blest 
With  Thy  sweet  Spirit  for  its  Guest, 
My  God,  to  Thee  I  leave  the  rest ; 
"  Thy  will  be  done."    Amen. 


10 

VOICE  is  heard  on  earth  of  kins- 
folk weeping 
The  loss  of  one  they  love  ; 
But  be  is  gone  where  the  redeem'd 
A  festival  above.  [are  keepiug. 


1 


.The  mourners  throng  the  way,  and 
from  the  steeple 

The  funeral  bell  tolls  slow; 
But  on  the  golden   streets  the  holy 

Are  passing  to  and  fro  ;         [people 


And  saying  as  they  meet,  Kejoice 
another, 
Long  waited  for  is  come  : 
The    Saviour's    heart    is    glad  :    a 
younger  brother 
Hath  reached  the  Father's  home. 
Amen. 


Ill 

FOREVER  with  the  Lord  : 
Amen,  so  let  it  be. 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word, 

'Tis  immortality. 
Here  in  the  body  pent, 

Absent  from  him  I  roam, 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  march  nearer  home. 


My  Father's  house  on  high, 
.   Home  of  my  soul,  how  near 
?At  times  to  faith's  foreseeing  eye 
'    Thy  golden  gates  appear  ! 


Ah,  then  my  spirit  faints 
To  reach  the  land  I  love, 

The  bright  inheritance  of  saints, 
Jerusalem  above. 


3 


Yet  clouds  will  intervene, 

And  all  my  prospect  flies  ; 
Like  Noah's  dove,  I  flit  between 

Rough  seas  and  stormy  skies. 
Anon  the  clouds  depart, 

The  winds  and  waters  cease, 
While    sweetly    o'er    my    gladden'd 
heart 

Expands  the  bow  of  peace. 


I  hear  at  morn  and  even, 

At  noon  and  midnight  hour, 
The  choral  harmonies  of  heaven  ; 

Earth's  Babel-tongues  o'erpower 
That  resurrection  word, 

That  shout  of  victory  : 
Once  more,  forever  with  the  Lord : 

Amen,  so  let  it  be.    Amen. 


112 

T  LOVE  to  tell  the  Story 
J-      Of  unseen  things  above, 
Of  Jesus  and  His  Glory, 
Of  Jesus  and  His  Love  ! 
I  love  to  tell  the  Story  ! 
Because  1  know  it's  true  ; 
It  satisfies  my  longings, 
As  nothing  else  can  do. 

Cho. — I  love  to  tell  the  Story  ! 

'Twill  be  my  theme  in  glorv. 
To  tell  the  Old,  Old  Story 
Of  Jesus  and  His  love. 


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HYMNS   FOE   MISSIONS. 


I  love  to  tell  the  Story  ! 
More  wonderful  it  seems, 
Than  all  the  golden  fancies 
Of  all  our  golden  dreams. 
I  love  to  tell  the  Story ! 
It  did  so  much  forme  ! 
And  that  is  just  the  reason. 
I  tell  it  now  to  thee. 


Hove  to  tell  the  Story  ! 
'Tis  pleasant  to  repeat 
What  seems,  each  time  I  tell  it, 
More  wonderfully  sweet. 
I  love  to  tell  the  Story  ; 
For  some  have  never  heard 
The  message  of  salvation 
From  God's  own  Holy  Word. 


I  love  to  tell  the  Story  ! 
For  those  who  know  it  best 
Seem  hungering  and  thirsting 
To  hear  it,  like  the  rest. 
And  when,  in  scenes  of  glory, 
I  sing  the  New,  New  Song, 
'Twill  be  the  Old,  Old  Story 
That  I  have  loved  so  long. 


113 

THERE  is  a  fountain  fill'd  with  blood 
Drawn  from  our  Saviour's  veins  ; 
And   sinners    plung'd    beneath    that 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains,     [flood, 
Cho. — I  do  believe,  I  will  believe, 
That  Jesus  died  for  me  ; 
That  on  the  cross,  He  shed 
His  blood, 
From  sin,  to  set  me  free. 


The  dying  thief,  rejoice  to  see 
That  fountain  in  his  day, 

And  there  have  I,  tho'  vile  as  he, 
Wash'd  all  my  sins  away. 


Thou  dying  Lamb,  Thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  pow'r. 
Till  all  the  ransom'd  church  of  God 

Are  sav'd  to  sin  no  more. 


Ere  since  by  faith  I  saw  the  stream 
Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 

Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 


Then,  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 
I'll  sing  Thy  power  to  save  ; 

When  this  poor  lisping,  stammering 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave.         [tongue 


114 

OH,  bliss  of  the  purified,  bliss  of  the 
free,  [for  me ; 

I  plunge  in  the  crimson  tide   open'd 
O'er  sin  and  uncleanness  exulting  I 
stand.  [in  His  hand; 

And  point  to  the  print  of  the  nails 

Cho. — Oh  sing  of  His  mighty  love, 
Sing  of  His  mighty  love, 
Sing  of  His  mighty  love, 
Mighty  to  save. 


Oh,  bliss  of  the  purified,  Jesus  is  mine, 
No  longer  in   dread  condemnation  I 
pine ;  [grace, 

In  conscious  salvation  I  sing  of  His 
Who  lifteth   upon    me   the  light  of 
His  face 


IIYJIXS   FOR   MISSIONS. 


Oh,  bliss  of  the  purified  !  bliss  of  the 
pure  !  [cannot  cure  ; 

No  wound  hath  the  soul  that  His  blood 

No  sorrow-bowed  head  but  may 
sweetly  find  rest,  [breast. 

No  tears  but  may  dry  them  on  Jesus' 


O  Jesus  the  crucified  !  Thee  will  I 
sins:,  [my  King ; 

My  blessed  Redeemer,  my  God  and 

My  60ul,  filled  with  rapture,  shall 
shout  over  the  grave,      [to  Save." 

And  triumph  in  death  in  the  "  Mighty 


115 

BROTHER,  art  thou  worn  and  weary 
Tempted,    tried,    and    sore    op- 
press'd  ? 
Listen  to  the  word  of  Jesus, 

"  Come  unto  Me,  and  rest  !" 

Ref. — |:  "  Come  unto  Me,  and  rest  !":J 

Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 
"Come  unto  Me,  and  rest  !  " 


Oh,  He  knows  the  dark  forebodings 
Of  the  conscience-troubled  breast  ; 
And  to  such  His  word  is  given, 

"  Come  unto  Me,  and  rest !" 


To  the  Lord  bring  all  your  burden, 
Put  the  promise  to  the  test  ; 
Hear  Him  say,  your  burden  Bearer, 
"  Come  unto  Me,  and  rest!" 


If  in  sorrow  thou  art  weeping, 
Grieving  for  the  loved  ones  missed 
Surely  then  to  you  He  whispers, 
"  Come  unto  Me,  and  rest  P 


Trust  to  Him  for  all  thy  future, 
He  will  give  thee  what  is  best ; 
Why  then  fear  when  He  is  savin < 
"  Come  unto  Me  and  rest  l': 


116 

ANLY  a  step  to  Jesus  ! 
^     Then  why  not  take  it  now  ? 
Come,  and,  thy  sin  confessing, 
To  Him  thy  Saviour  bow. 

Ref.— J:  Only  a  step  :  :| 

Come,  He  waits  for  thee  ; 
Come,  and,  thy  sin  confessing, 
Thou  6halt  receive  a  blessing ; 
Do  not  reject  the  mercy 

He  freely  offers  thee. 


Only  a  step  to  Jesus  ! 

Believe  and  thou  shalt  live 
Lovingly  now  He's  waiting, 

And  ready  to  forgive. 


Only  a  step  to  Jesus ! 

A  step  from  sin  to  grace  ; 
What  hast  thy  heart  decided  ? 

The  moments  fly  apace. 


Only  a  step  to  Jesus  ! 

0  why  not  come,  and  say, 
Gladly  to  Thee,  my  Saviour, 

1  give  myself  away. 


117 

H  word  of  words,  the  sweetest, 
Oh  word,  in  which  there  lie 
All  promise,  all  fulfillment, 
And  end  of  mystery  ; 


0 


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UYJIXS   FOR    MI3SI0XS. 


Lamenting,  or  rejoicing, 
With  doubt  or  terror  nigh, 

I  hear  the  "  Come  "  of  Jesus, 
And  to  His  cross  I  fly. 

Ref. — J:  Come,  oh  come  to  Me  ;  :jj 
"Weary,  heavy  laden, 

Come,  oh  come  to  Me. 


Onward  marching,  firm  and  steady, 
Faint  not,  fearliot  Satan's  frown, 

For  the  Lord  is  with  you  always, 
Till  you  wear  the  Victor's  crown. 


Oh  soul  !  why  shouldst  thou  wander 

From  such  a  loving  Friend  ? 
Cling  closer,  closer  to  Him, 

Stay  with  Him  to  the  end, 
Alas  !  I  am  so  helpless, 

So  very  full  of  sin, 
For  I  am  ever  wand'ring, 

And  coming  back  again. 


Oh,  each  time  draw  me  nearer, 

That  soon  the  "  Come  "  may  be 
Naught  but  a  gentle  whisper, 

To  one  close,  close  to  Thee  ; 
Then  over  sea  and  mountain, 

Far  from,  or  near  my  home, 
I'll  take  Thy  hand  and  follow,. 

At  that  sweet  whisper  "  Come  ! ' 


118 

LO  !  the  day  of  God  is  breaking  ; 
See  the  gleaming  from  afar ! 
Sons  of  earth  from  slumber  waking, 
Hail  the  bright  and  Morning  Star. 

Cho. — Hear  the  call !  0  gird  your 
armor  on, 

Grasp  the  Spirit's  mighty  Sword : 
Take  the  helmet  of  salvation, 

Pressing  on  to  battle  for  the  o^ord  ! 


Trust  in  Him  who  is  your  Captain  ; 

Let  no  heart  in  terror  quail ; 
Jesus  leads  the  gath'ring  legions, 

In  His  name  we  shall  prevail. 


|  Conq'ring  hosts  with  banners  waving, 
Sweeping  on  o'er  hill  and  plain, 
Xe'er  shall  halt  till  swells  the  anthem, J 
"Christ    o'er  all  the    world  dotUi 
reisrn ! " 


119 

\  T  HAVE  a  Saviour,  He's  pleading  in 
i  ■*■         glory,  [friends  be  k,w ; 

A  dear,  loving  Saviour  tho'  earth- 

j  And  now  He  is  watching  in  tenderness 

o'er  me,  [Saviour  too  ! 

And  oh  that  my  Saviour  were  your 

Cho. — | :  For  you  I  am  praying,  :  \ 
For  you  I  am  praying, 
I'm  praying  for  you. 


I  have  a  Father :  to  me  He  has  given 

A  hope  for  eternity,  blessed  and 

true ;  [in  Heaven, 

And  soon  will  He  call  me  to  meet  Him 

"Gut  oh  that  He'd  let  me  bring  you  | 

with  me  too ! 


3 

I  have   a  robe  :    'tis  resplendent    in 

whiteness,  [view ; 

Awaiting  in  glory  my  wondering 

Oh,  when  I  receive  it  all  shining  in 

brightness,  [ing  one  too  I 

Dear  friend,  could  I  see  you  receiv- 


HYMNS  FOB   MISSIONS, 


1  have  a  peace  ;  it  is  calm  as  a  river — 

A  peace  that  the  friends  of  this 

world  never  knew  ;  [Giver, 

My  Saviour  alone  is  its  Author  and 

And  oh,  could  I  know  it  was  given 

to  you  ! 


When  Jesus  has  found  you,  tell  others 

the  story,  [Saviour  too  ; 

That  my  loving    Saviour   is  your 

Then    pray  that  your   Saviour  may 

bring  thorn  to  glory, 

And  prayer  will  be  answered — 'twas 

answered  for  you  ! 


120 

GOD  of  mercy  and  compassion, 
Look  with  pity  upon  me  : 
Father  let  me  calf  Thee  Father  ! 
'Tis  Thy  child  returns  to  Thee. 

Ref. — Jesus,  Lord  !  I  ask  for  mer^y, 
Let  me  not  implore  in  vain  ! 
All  my  sius — I  now  detest  them, 
Never  would  I  sin  again. 


By  my  sins  I  have  deserved 
"Death  and  endless  misery  ; 

Hell,  with  all  its  pains  and" torments, 
And  for  all  eternity. 


By  my  sins  I  have  abandoned 
Right  and  claim  to  Heaven  above, 

Wbere  the  saints  rejoice  for  ever 
In  a  boundless  sea  of  love. 


See  our  Saviour,  bleeding,  dying, 

On  the  Cross  of  Calvary  ; 
To  that  Cross  my  sins  have  nailed  Him, 

Yet  he  bleeds  and  dies  for  me. 

Amen. 


121 

OCOME    to  the  merciful    Saviour 
that  calls  you,  [and  forgets  ; 

O  come  to  the  Lord  who  forgives 
Though  dark  be  the  fortune  on  earth 
that  befalls  you, 
There's  a  bright  Home  above  where 
the  sun  never  sets. 


O  come  then  to  Jesus,  Whose  Arms 

are  extended,  [embrace  ! 

To  fold  His  dear  children  in  closest 

O  come,  for  your  exile  will  shortly  be 

ended,  [tiful  Face. 

And  Jesus  will  show  you  His  beau- 


Then  come  to  the  Saviour,  Whose 

mercy  grows  brighter 

The  longer  you  look  at  the  depth 

of  His  love  ;     [cares  grow  lighter 

And  fear  not !  'tis  Jesus  !  and  life's 

As  you  think  of  the  Home  and  the 

glory  above. 


Have  you  sinned  as  none  else  in  the 
world  have  before  you  ? 
Are  you  blacker  than  all  other  crea- 
tures in  guilt  ?          [that  bore  you 
O  fear  not !  O  fear  not !  the  mother 
Loves  you  less  than  the    Saviour 
Wrhose  Blood  you  have  spilt  1 


HYMNS   FOR   MISSIONS. 


122 


TESUS,  I  adore  Thee 
"  God,  Eternal  Son  ! 
With  the  sons  of  Adam 

Making  Thyself  one  : 
Thou  the  second  Adam 

Didst  redeem  their  loss, 
By  the  full  obedience 

Of  Thy  bitter  cross. 


Jesus,  ris'n,  ascended, 

Full  of  endless  Life, 
Over  death  victorious, 

Finishing  the  strife : 
Now  the  tempter's  triumph 

Thou  hast  overthrown, 
Now  Thou  bidd'st  the  fallen 

To  be  Thine  alone. 


One  by  one  Thou  call'st  them 

From  the  death  of  siu, 
By  Regeneration 

Thy  new  Life  to  win  : 
Water  with  the  Spirit, 

Sacrament  of  grace, 
Cleanses  and  renews  them, 

Gives  in  Heaven  a  place. 

4 
I  was  made  a  sharer 

In  that  Life  Divine, 
Then  my  soul  resplendent 

Did  with  glory  shine  ; 


But  too  soon  I  yielded 
To  the  tempter's  claim, 

And  my  heavenly  glory 
Turned  to  bitter  shame. 


123 

T  ORD,  dismiss  us  with  Thy  blessing 
Jj  Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace : 
Let  us  each,  Thy  love  possessing, 

Triumph  in  redeeming  grace  ; 
O,  refresh  us,  O,  refresh  us, 

Trav'ling  thro'  this  wilderness. 


2 


Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 
For  Thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  : 

May  the  fruits  of  Thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  ; 

Ever  faithful,  Ever  faithful, 
To  the  truth  may  we  be  found. 


So,  whene'er  the  signal's  given 
Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 

Borne  on  angel's  wings  to  heaven, 
Glad  the  summons  to  obey, 

May  we  ever,  May  we  ever 

Reign  with  Christ  in  endless  day 


INDEX. 


FIRST  LINES.  NO. 

ALL  hail  tbe  power  of  Jesus' 2 

A  Pilgrim  through  this  lonely 45 

Art  thou  weary,  art  thou  languid.    76 

At  even  ere  the  sun  was  set. 84 

A  voice  is  heard  on  earth 110 

BENEATH  the  cross  of  Jesus. . .      6 

Breast  the  wave,  Christian 55 

Brother,  art  thou  worn  and  weary  115 
By  the  gracious,  saving  call 102 

CALL  them  in,  the  poor,  the 39 

Child  of  my  grief  and  pain 107 

Christian,  seek  not  yet  repose...     78 

Come 117 

Come  every  soul  by  sin  oppressed  5 
Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare.  74 
Come,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast    15 

Come  to  Jesus  !  come  away 31 

Come  to  our  poor  nature's  night.    34 

Come  unto  Me  and  rest 115 

Come  unto  Me,  ye  weary 35 

Come  with  all  thy  sorrow 85 

DATS  and  moments  quickly  fly  . .  108 
Draw  near  and  take  the  body 32 

FAR  from  my  heavenly  home 20 

Follow  to  Calvary 107 

Forever  with  the  Lord Ill 

From  a  heart  by  sin  deceived  . . .  101 


NO. 

GOD  of  mercy  and  compassion.  120 
God  the  Father,  throned  on  high.  105 
Go,  labor  on,  spend  and  be  spent    16 

HARK  !  the  voice  of  Jesus  crying  36 
Head  of  the  church  triumphant. .     14 

Hear  the  call 118 

He  leadeth  me 37 

Here,  O  my  Lord,  I  see  Thee 46 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus..    75 

I  AM  coming  to  the  cross 47 

I  am  praying  for  you 119 

I  am  Thine,  O  Lord 41 

I  have  a  Saviour,  He's  pleading  in.  119 

I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say 33 

I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesus 38 

I  love  to  tell  the  story 112 

I'm  but  a  stranger  here 67 

I  need  Thee  every  hour 48 

In  His  own  raiment  clad 107 

In  the  hour  of  trial 17 

I  was  wandering  and  weary 42 

JESUS,  able  to  bestow 106 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be 63 

Jesus  calls  us  ;  o'er  the  tumult. . .  43 

Jesus  Christ  is  passing  by 44 

Jesus,  I  adore  Thee 122 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken 9 

Jesus,  I  will  trust  Thee 49 

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NO. 

Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul 4 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  God 70 

Jesus,  my  Saviour,  look  on  me. . .  05 

Jesus,  staud  among  us 29 

Jesus,  still  lead  on G8 

Jesus,  the  very  thought  of  Thee. . .  83 
Jesus,  Thou  joy  of  loving  hearts. .  91 

Jesus,  we  are  far  away 103 

Just  as  I  am  without  one  plea 86 

LIGHT  that  from  the  dark  abyss.  104 
Lord,  dismiss  us  with  Thy  blessing.  123 
Lord,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessing.  66 

Lord,  in  this  Thy  mercy's  day 90 

Lord,  speak  to  me  that  I  may  speak  30 
Lost  one,  wandering  on  in  sadness  99 
Lo  !  the  day  of  God  is  breaking . . .  US 
Love  divine,  all  love  excellingT. . .  71 
Love  of  Jesus  all  divine 8 

MOURNER,  wheresoe'er  thou  art.  51 

My  faith  looks  up  to  Thee 3 

My  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray.109 

My  heart  is"resting,  O  my  God 50 

My  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less. . .  25 

NEARER,  my  God,  to  Thee 69 

No,  not  despairingly 77 

O  COME  to  the  merciful  Saviour.  121 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God 62 

O,  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God. . .  82 

Oh,  bliss  of  the  purified 114 

Oh,  do  not  let  the  word  depart  ...  81 

Oh,  I  will  follow  Thee 107 

O  Holy  Saviour,  Friend  unseen 11 

Oh,  word  of  words  the  sweetest. .  .117 

O  Jesus  I  have  promised 53 

O  Jesus,  Thou  art  standing 54 

O  Lord  of  heaven 98 

O  Love  divine,  how  sweet  Thou  . .  12 

O  most  merciful 93 

One  there  is  above  all  others 28 

Only  a  step  to  Jesus 116 


NO. 

Only  one  prayer  to-day 64 

On  the  cross  lifted 107 

On  the  resurrection  morning 89 

O  sing  of  His  mighty  love 114 

O  the  bitter  shame  and  sorrow 57 

O  Thou  to  whose  all  searching. .  .  94 

PEACE,  perfect  peace 27 

Pity  on  us,  Heavenly  Father 100 

Praise  ye  the  name  of  Jehovah.  . .  56 

RESCUE  the  perishing 21 

Rest  of  the  wearv 20 

Revive  Thy  work,  O  Lord 79 

Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me 80 

SOULS  of  men,  why  will  ye  scatter  58 
Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus 22 

TAKE  my  life  and  let  it  be 23 

Ten  thousand  times  ten  thousand.  13 

The  day  is  past  and  over 24 

The  King  of  Love  my  Shepherd  . .  92 

There  is  a  Fountain  filled  with 113 

There  is  a  name  I  love  to  hear. ...  72 
The  sands  of  time  are  sinking. ...  7 
The  Son  of  God  goes  forth  to  war.  18 

Though  love  may  weep 88 

Thou liidden  love  of  God 59 

Through  the  love  of  God  our 52 

Tossed  with  rou2;h  winds 10 


UPLIFT  the  Banner !  let  it  float. .     1 

WEARY  of  earth,  and  laden  with.  87 

We  would  see  Jesus 96 

What  a  Friend  we  have  in  Jesus. .  Cu 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous 97 

When  the  weary,  seeking  rest. ...  19 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming. ...  61 

TES,  we  part,  but  not  forever 40 

Ye  that  pass  by,  behold  the  Man  .  73 
Yet  there  is  room 65 


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The  Mission  Hymnal, 

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